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foilfreak · 4 years ago

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4 Lords Raise Rose AU Ideas

Not a single person asked for this, but that other post where I talk about the 4 lords adopting Rose but still technically being terrible people got way more popular than I expected it to, so, with about 6 shots of tequila in my system and a terrible urge to spit my thoughts out for all the internet to see and judge, I’ve decided to make a follow up post. Here’s how I think the 4 lords would take care of Rose in the event they rebelled against Mother Miranda and decided to raise Rose as their own instead, but like under the cut after a little bit cuz i accidentally went way too fucking hard with this and I don’t want ppl to get mad at me for making them scroll for an hour to get past this post:

First and foremost, I think they’d do it in stages, and what I mean by this is that Rose would essentially be given to a specific Lord for some period of her life, like a couple years, and then when she was deemed old or strong or annoying enough, she’d be moved to a different lord for some period of time and so on and so forth. They would do this because a) they all live in different areas and have shit to do so it’s easier to have Rose live with one lord at a time and then the other lords can just go visit her there from time to time, rather than try to work out a weekly custody schedule which we all know Alcina and Karl would NEVER be able to agree on so let’s not even bother, and b) because each lord would have either some skill or set of knowledge that would make them the best for caring for Rose at that specific point in her life. This way, all the lords have a (somewhat) equal chance to be a part of Rose’s life and teach her something while she’s with them. So with all that in mind now, let’s get down to who would have Rose and at what point in her life.

1. Starting off with infant Rose, I think she’d end up with the Dimitrescu’s for the first few years of her life, and the reason why I think this is because... well, Alcina IS already a mother to 3 girls, and while we don’t know a terrible amount about Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela’s “upbringing” under Alcina, we can gleam and theorize from her notes that, despite their fully grown bodies, the girls could very well have started out with the mental and physical capabilities of infants, and thus needed to be cared for and brought up in a similar manner as infants or children until they reached a certain point where they could officially be considered adults in mentality and ability, not just in physical appearance. So with this in mind, it’s entirely possible that Alcina could have at least some vague idea of how to care for an infant child through her experiences with the bug sisters; perhaps there’s some gaps in her knowledge, but if nothing else I imagine Alcina would be an infant Rose’s best shot at surviving infancy if only because the other 3 are so incompetent on how to care for a baby that Alcina looks like an expert in comparison. Not to mention that, of the possible locations for an infant to be raised, I do genuinely think that castle Dimitrescu would be the safest place for Rose to be kept during this vulnerable part of her life. Not only that but if Alcina has actually come to care for Rose as though she were one of her own daughters, then she would absolutely spoil Rose rotten with all the nicest clothes and fanciest toys, things that a small infant wouldnt be able to appreciate but would show that she’s loved and cared for nonetheless, and don’t even get me started on the bug sisters, I could see them fawning over Rose for hours on end, playing with her, singing to her, telling her stories of all the man-things they’ve gotten to play with today, and so much more. Overall, Rose would just be the most spoiled and pampered little baby with the Dimitrescus and there’s no changing my mind about this. The only thing I’m struggling to wrap my head around is how they’d feed her, since I doubt a small infant would take very well to blood wine and human flesh. I suppose it wouldn’t be terribly outrageous for them to hire a wet nurse/nanny to care for Rose during the day while the other Dimitrescus go about their daily duties, and when Rose is finally old enough to be introduced to solid food (I.e. fried human flesh cubes) they could do what they always do and turn the nurse into wine too, I guess. It’s not a solid idea but it’s more plausible than anything else I thought of so it’ll work!

2. After spending about 3 years with the Dimitrescus, Rose would then be moved to the Beneviento house. Now, If u don’t know anything about 3 year olds, then you’re probably ignorant to the fact that they are some of the craftiest, sneakiest, and most coniving groups of people to exist on this planet. 3 year olds are masters at getting into and touching just about anything and everything u don’t want them to touch, and worst of all, u won’t realize what they’re doing until they’ve already done it and left a huge mess behind, so while the Dimitrescus love and adore Rose dearly, they know it’s sadly time to hand her over when they find her sitting on top of a pile of dead bodies playing with a metal scythe in the dungeons. Once Rose is dropped off at the Beneviento house, I imagine Donna is her usual stoic self the first few weeks Rose is with her. She’s not cold or distant necessarily, in fact she’s quite happy that it’s finally her turn with precious baby Rose, but Donna isn’t exactly known for being outwardly expressive herself (and even Angie isn’t being quite as forward as she normally is), so things are quiet and peaceful for the first little while that Rose is under her care. It’s not until Rose takes an interest in her doll Angie, and more importantly the things that Donna can do with Angie, that things really start getting fun. By the end of Rose’s first month in the Beneviento house she and Donna are the best of friends and often spend their days either playing dress up and make pretend with Donna’s extensive doll collection, or playing elaborate games of cat and mouse, where Donna will set up lots of puzzles throughout the house for Rose to find and solve (I.e. rose has to match her dress to the doll with the same one as her to find a map telling her which kitchen cabinet Donna hid the chocolate in, or something like that), but be careful little Rose, Angie has been trying to get her hands on that chocolate all day, and if u take too long, she’ll find the map first and eat all the chocolate without saving you a single piece. Just silly little puzzles with enough at stake to engage the mind of a curious 3 year old, but never enough to put rose in any actual danger. Donna is nothing if not a watchful caretaker, so she makes sure she has sight of Rose at all times, occasionally giving her a hint if she’s struggling, and perhaps occasionally making things harder if that day’s puzzle is proving too easy for her. Overall, Rose’s time with Donna, while not as grand and luxurious as the Dimitrescus, was still a fun and enriching experience for the young girl, and there’s nobody in this world who thinks that Donna’s scar is cool more than Rose.

3. After another 3 years with Donna, Rose is now 6 years old and officially far too good at puzzle solving for Donna to keep up with. No matter what she tries or how hard she makes it, Rose just keeps blazing through the puzzles at an almost alarming rate, making it clear that Rose is desperately in need of not only a change in scenery, but also a change in education, and this is where Salvatore finally comes in. After leaving the Beneviento house, I think the next logical place for Rose to stay would be with Salvatore, who, with lore hinting at him perhaps being a scholarly man of some kind, would basically act as her elementary school teacher throughout the duration of her stay. Now, to be fair, Rose could have gone to Heisenburg’s factory, but Heisenberg outright refused to take her and the other 3 lords decide that the factory is simply too dangerous for Rose rn, who thus far hasn’t shown any signs of being anything other than a normal human girl with no noticeable abilities (save for a smart mouth and a terrifying habit of popping up when least expected, a habit she mostly uses to mess with Heisenberg, much to his disdain and Lady Dimitrescu’s delight), so it is to the mutant fish man’s unimaginable delight that he is unanimously voted Roses next caretaker, and the one responsible for her basic education. Despite his initial excitement however, when Rose is finally dropped off at the windmills by Donna, Salvatore realizes that he’s not 100% sure what to do with Rose now that he has her. He’d like to get started on her education right away but at the same time he’s so fearful of Rose hating him because of his disgusting appearance that he kind of just... avoids her entirely at first. He’s never far away from the little girl and is always ready to jump to her rescue should she need it, but other than that Salvatore seldom allows himself to be seen for the first month that Rose is with him, the only sign of him still being around being the platefuls of food that mysteriously appear in Rose’s room 3 times a day, as well as the occasional shiny trinket Salvatore found and thought Rose would like. At first, rose doesn’t seem to mind being left entirely to her own devices, but after every stone, log, and rotting fish corpse within 5 miles of the lake has been turned over and thoroughly examined, Rose decides she’s had quite enough of her Uncle Sal ignoring her, prompting the headstrong little girl to go looking for him herself. She finds Salvatore hiding underneath a patch of floating algae not far away from where she was playing and all but demands that the mutant man come out of the water and give her something to do or she’d tell Mother on him. Salvatore, shocked by the small child’s fearlessly blunt request, hesitates, not wanting to frighten Rose, but ultimately relents, crawling out of the water and timidly suggesting that he teach her how to read and write. Rose quickly agrees, seeming totally unbothered by Salvatore’s grotesque appearance, and the two quickly move to the schoolroom that had been set up specifically for Rose, where Salvatore spends hours upon hours a day teaching Rose everything he knows, filling the little girl’s head up first with the basics, letters and words, then numbers and simple equations, followed later by historical dates and time periods, algebraic formulas, and classic literature analysis, then biology, chemistry, physics, astrology, calculus, ecology, and so much more. Basically, anything there is to know, Salvatore knows at least something about it and he’ll make sure that Rose knows about it too. In the 3 years Rose spends with Salvatore she goes from already sharp as a whip, to being smarter than most adults even, and Salvatore takes immense pride in how intelligent and knowledgable Rose becomes thanks to his surprisingly effective teaching style. Overall, as a caretaker, Salvatore is pretty weird and doubts himself a lot, but Rose thinks he’s funny and loves learning from him so they get along very well and she loves him very dearly! He probs teaches her to swim and fish too.

4. So another 3 years come and go with incredible speed, and its with great sadness on Salvatore’s part that Heisenberg finally comes banging on the fish man’s door, all but demanding that he now be given his turn with Rose. Now, personally, I can see several different arguments being raised by the other 3 lords over why its a terrible idea to let a 9 year old anywhere near Heisenberg, much less be given into his care fully. After about 9 years of seeing his siblings paling around with the constantly growing child, and looking like theyre having the time of their lives all the while, however, Karl decides that perhaps there’s more to this little girl than he originally thought, and, with his interest now piqued (or at the very least looking forward to pissing the other 3 off for entertainment purposes), that its only fair that he be given a turn with her now too, seeing as how he’s the only one who hasn’t been given the chance to be her caretaker yet. This naturally does NOT go over well with the other 3 lords. Alcina all but threatens to kill Karl should he step so much as within 10 ft of Rose, while Donna pipes up and demands to know what his sudden interest in Rose is. Even Salvatore, who is quick to flinch away from direct conflict, goes as far as to harshly point out the plethora of times Karl had outright denied their previous attempts to get him to engage with Rose, so why on earth would they hand her over to him now when he’s previously shown to have absolutely no interest in her? After a long spout of yelling between the 4 siblings, an agreement is reached, wherein Rose herself will be given the chance to decide whether she wants to go with Heisenberg, or whether she’ll return to one of the other 3 lords for the time being. It is to Alcina, Donna, and Salvatore’s absolute horror however, that Rose enthusiastically agrees to go with her Uncle Karl to live in his factory, and with the deal already set, the other lords can do nothing to stop her from going. The trip to drop off Rose at heisenberg’s factory is a long and arduous one, especially for Salvatore, who sobs the whole way there about Rose forgetting about him despite the young girl’s insistence that she’d visit. The first thing Karl does after officially having Rose handed over to him, is give her an extensive list of all the places in the factory in which she is under no circumstances permitted to enter without his permission (which basically only leaves the control room and the old storage closet that acts as her bedroom as viable places for Rose to go and explore). The second thing Karl does is dump her in her new storage closet bedroom and then hightail it for his workshop to work on whatever sick and twisted amalgamation he’s got cooked up this time around. At first, Rose isn’t terribly bothered by this, since she’s used to having something of an “adjustment period” when she’s with a new caretaker, but unfortunately for her, this adjustment period lasts a hell of a lot longer than the others did, and by the time 3 months of almost no meaningful contact with Karl, Rose decides to take matters into her own hands and ascends into the depths of the factory despite the express orders not to do so. Now, going back to the idea that the 4 lords are still pretty terrible people, I doubt Rose has been kept ignorant to the less savory aspects of her caretaker’s lives, and tbh she probably doesn’t think anything of the fact that the Dimitrescus makes wine out of the blood of virgin women or that Salvatore still does cadou experiments (and had her help on occasion), but I imagine even Rose would find the projects Karl works on to be at least a little

4, cont. gruesome and horrifying in nature, especially since Heisenberg is the one she knows the least about. However, instead of turning Rose away from Heisenberg, these terrifying metal creatures she sees locked up only spark her already insatiable curiosity, and by the time she finally tracks Karl down, Rose is all but trembling to learn more about this horrifyingly fascinating metal world. Unfortunately, Karl is not nearly as happy to see Rose as Rose is to see him, and the engineer all but grabs Rose by the scruff of her neck and drags her back up to the control room, yelling and screaming at her all the while about how she was explicitly instructed not to enter these parts of the factory without his permission. Needless to say that Rose does not enjoy this treatment and immediately lashes out, half out of anger and half out of confusion as to why Karl was treating her like this. He was the one who wanted her here in the first place, so why the hell was he just ignoring her now? It didn’t make any sense and it was starting to piss Rose off, so naturally the only thing left for her to do in order to solve this complicated situation would be to continue to disobey Karl until he either gave up and sent her back to one of the other lords, or finally payed some damn attention to her for once. So that’s exactly what she did. Every single day Rose left her room (which Karl kept telling himself he needed to put a lock on, but never did cuz he’s an idiot) and descended down into the depths of the factory looking for something ogle at or tinker with, and every single day Karl would track her down wherever she’d managed to get to and throw her back upstairs threatening to feed her to the lycans if she did it again. This incredibly frustrating cycle continued on for the better part of the next month or so, finally coming to a head when Rose managed to wander into the part of the factory where the... less than successful experiments got put whenever Karl doesn’t have any further use for them but is feeling too lazy to kill them off himself. Long story short, Rose runs into a Sturm that chases her around the factory, causing all manner of mayhem and destruction, and would have torn her to ribbons had it not been for Karl, who jumped in at the last second and was able to fend the damn thing off long enough for Rose to get the ever living fuck out and back up to the control room where it’s safe. There’s a lot of loud noises and explosions coming from deep within the factory that last for what feels like an eternity, but Rose doesn’t dare venture out again until everything has gone eerily quiet and a deep sense of worry has settled in the pit of her stomach over what had become of her latest caretaker. Turns out the Sturm had recognized its creator and, after watching its initial prey escape because of said creator, quickly decided that it fucking hated Karl with every fiber of its being and wanted him dead if it was the last thing it’s propellers did. Now, we all know that Karl is a big strong boy who’s more than capable of handling his own creations and taking down strong enemies, but the Sturm is a creation that even he struggles to control on good days and today is decidedly not a good day so not only does Karl not have the slightest bit of control over the death machine trying to kill him, but its also a lot stronger than Karl initially thought and apparently not picky about the method which causes Karl’s death, which is evidenced by the nearly dead Sturm ramming itself into a power generator as a final act of defiance and nearly blowing up the whole factory and everybody inside. Heisenberg is able to contain the explosion somehow but not without considerable damage to himself first. Rose is, naturally, quite horrified to find Karl passed out in the elevator that had taken him up from the lower levels of the factory where the explosion was, skin burnt nearly to a crisp in certain areas and blood pooling from just about every part of him, and immediately heads over to try and help her injured caretaker.

4, cont. again cuz I physically can��t stop myself. Now, I imagine that any normal 9 year old probably wouldnt be able to handle this sort of situation in any meaningful way, but i think we can all agree that Rose is the furthest thing from normal (especially considering who raised her) and has probably seen enough blood and gore to not be terribly freaked out by it, but this is where things get a little speculative because we don’t know what Rose’s powers are exactly but we do know from the final cutscene that she does have them, perhaps even a plethora of abilities, and I like to think that some of those powers are related to Ethan’s superhuman healing capabilities, but unlike Ethan however, who from what we’ve seen could only heal himself, Rose can actually heal other people (tho this isn’t something she’s aware of at this point in time). The second the elevator door opens to reveal, what looks to be, a half-dead Karl slumped over in the corner, Rose panics and runs to him, doing everything she can think of save for maybe grabbing him by the collar or slapping him across the face, to try and get Karl to wake up, except nothing works, he wont wake up no matter how hard Rose tries and i imagine this must be incredibly distressing for Rose who never intended for something like this to happen or for her caretaker to die because he had to protect her even tho he told her not to go down there because its dangerous and anything down there WOULD kill her if given the opportunity. Anyways Rose is now full on sobbing on top of Karl like only a 9 year old who just discovered that her actions have consequences can, but unbeknownst to her (and technically Karl cuz he’s a little busy bleeding out all over the floor) Karl’s wounds are slowly beginning to close, the burns on his face and hands shift from a bright red to a dark brown before crusting over and flaking off, and even his breathing, which had been labored and inconsistent at first, began to level out slightly. Karl woke up not long after that and was surprised to find that a) he was still alive, which was cool, b) he was injured but not in indescribable pain, also cool, and c) there was a literal sobbing child all but sitting on top of him, which is definitely not something Karl was expecting but he supposed he’s been met with worse things upon waking up after almost dying so why question it. After taking a moment to gather their bearings, the two return to the safer parts of the factory to rest and recover and for the most part this little incident of their’s goes largely unspoken, with Rose not exactly in the mood to talk about how her disobedience nearly got herself and Karl killed, and Karl being too fucking tired to go after her about it, especially since she seems to have learned her lesson. The only downside to this whole thing is that now Karl has a busted up fuckin leg thats gonna take an eternity to heal even for him, and with so much work to still do he’s more or less forced to drag Rose around the factory and use her like the annoying assistant he never wanted (except he did want her, thats how this whole fucking mess started, you lug), except that Rose, who is more than used to playing lab assistant from her time with Salvatore, quickly proves to be a rather capable and handy person to have around, if only because she knows the difference between a philips and a flathead screwdriver even better than he does. An amicable, if still slightly awkward peace settles over Heisenberg’s factory once Karl starts actively engaging with Rose and giving her something to do on a daily basis, even if its just standing around watching him work and occasionally having her questions about what he’s doing answered. It doesn’t take very long after that for Karl to begin realizing that perhaps throwing a huge tantrum to get Rose to come here only to ditch her upstairs by herself for 3 months might not have been the smartest (or most considerate) thing he’s ever done, and even goes as far as to (kinda) apologize to Rose for being such a dick to her since she arrived.

4, last one i swear. Rose forgives him, though not before adding that she already knew he was an asshole from Alcina, which earns her a halfhearted swipe from Karl that Rose easily dodges with a childish giggle. From that point on their relationship improves astronomically as Karl finally gives in and teaches Rose about about engineering and everything else that goes into making the metal horrors that he’s known for. Karl is shocked at how quickly Rose picks up on the trade, getting to the point where Karl wonders if he should start giving Rose her own projects to work on, but quickly rolls his eyes and groans when he remember that Salvatore was the one responsible for her education up until this point, the mere thought of having to give compliments to that “moronic freak” for giving Rose such a good educational foundation makes him want to vomit despite how secretly impressed he is. Overall, Rose’s time with Heisenberg starts out shaky, very shaky even, but after a bit of disaster and some swallowing of the pride on Karl’s part, they end up growing quite close and have a nice fun Uncle and martass Neice dynamic. They make a good team and Karl does genuinely enjoy having a little assistant around to help him with his projects, even if Rose can sound a bit too much like Alcina on some days for his liking.

5. 3 more years come and go and now Rose is a strong and healthy 12 years old, perhaps riddled with a few more scars and smearings of ash and motor oil across her skin than when she first arrived but still strong and capable nonetheless. Going back to that first statement however, this of course means that it’s time for the other 3 lords to come banging on Karl’s door for a change, all but demanding that Rose be handed back over to them. Karl of course refuses, telling them all to fuck off and that Rose didn’t want a leave the factory, so upon realization that all 4 lords were gathered here with the intention of taking Rose back to live with them indefinitely, a fight immediately breaks out between the 4 siblings, as each one makes their case as to why Rose should be returned to them and not the other 3, which of course none of the 4 lords can come to an agreement about because they ALL want Rose to stay with them. So after another long and pointlessly arduous argument, Alcina finally breaks, proclaiming that they’d be here for all eternity of they didn’t make a decision now, and that, like the first time the 4 siblings argued over whether Rose should go with Heisenberg or return to one of the previous lords, Rose would be the one to decide which of her four caretakers she would return to. The agreement is made reluctantly, mostly on the part of Salvatore, Donna, and Heisenberg, but there was seemingly no other way for them to come to a decision, so it would unfortunately have to be up to Rose to decide which of her 4 caretakers she wants to stay with permanently. Rose is quickly brought before the 4 lords and explained the situation, before being given some time to herself to think and make her final decision. A tense and uneasy silence falls over the 4 lords as they wait for the little girl, who they had shown an uncharacteristic amount of mercy and time and devotion and love in the 12 years since Mother Miranda had brought her to the village with the intention of using her to revive an already lost and long-gone baby that she never would have gotten back no matter how hard she tried. Although they refused to admit it to one another, the lords all secretly knew that Rose had wormed her way into each of their cold, dead hearts, reviving an aspect of their humanity that they’d all thought had been lost ages ago. Rose came to the village bringing with her a wave of death and destruction, and yet throughout her childhood she has brought them nothing but light and life, illuminating their previously dark and desolate existences. The 4 lords loved their Rose very dearly and desperately wanted her to be happy, yet each of them possesses a dark and selfish desire to have Rose pick them over the other 3, to come and live with them forever and fill the hole deep inside them that they never knew needed filling. After a short while, Rose comes back out and stands before her 4 beloved caretakers, looking around nervously as she picks at her fingernails. The silence is thick and heavy as the 4 lords stare at the young girl, waiting with bated breaths for her to give her final verdict. Rose continues to say nothing as tears begin to flow from her eyes, sliding down her cheeks in thick streams as the girl begins to sob, dropping her head and clenching her dress. The 4 lords look between one another in confusion, unsure of what to do with this sudden burst of tears. Rose tearfully admits that she can’t and doesn’t want to choose which of the 4 lords she wants to live with permanently because she loves them all very much and wants to be able to see and live with all of them, like they’ve done thus far. Although the lords detest the idea of having to share Rose with anyone, they reluctantly come to an agreement for the girl’s sake, deciding that they would continue with the arrangement they’ve had thus far, only that Rose would switch between caretakers every 3 months instead of every 3 years, giving rose plenty of opportunities to see each of her caretakers just like she wanted. From then on, Rose continues to live her life

5, cont. growing up and learning more and more from each of her beloved caretakers. Although Rose would likely never know what a normal life looks like, living with 4 criminally insane monsters in the remote mountain village in Romania, it would be impossible to say that she wouldn’t have a happy life despite that. Perhaps its because the girl simply doesn’t know any better, so she doesn’t have the ability to see just how messed up her life and her 4 caretakers really are, but i imagine that Rose probably wouldn’t care very much to learn even if she had the opportunity. She’s a happy little girl living a strange but enjoyable life with the only family she’ll ever need. What more could she possibly ask for?

6. As for how Mother Miranda would play into this whole scenario I’ve just drunkenly spat out, im honestly not 100% sure. Ive seen some people suggesting that MM just kinda chills and lets the lords do what they want with Rose, but tbh I honestly don’t see that happening in this universe. MM would still have been just as crazy and driven to get Eva back as she was in canon, so i doubt she’d willingly standby and let her “false children” take away her one shot of getting her real child back simply because they didn’t want to hurt her, i just don’t personally see that happening. The two most likely scenarios i can come up with is that the Lords either banded together and look Miranda on together, their combined forces being enough to take her down and kill her, OR, Ethan is the one to take down MM like he did in canon but he passes out before he can get to rose, giving the lords (who he hadn’t ended up killing but just escaping from i guess) the opportunity to slide in, grab rose, and hightail it out of there, leaving Ethan’s body to be retrieved by Chris, who, due to not seeing or hearing Rose anywhere, believes that Rose must have been accidentally killed along with MM, which he later tells to Ethan and Mia. Regardless of how MM gets taken out of the picture (or if she’s given room to potentially come back later), the 4 lords retreat with Rose and begin the whole cycle I explained up above, but i did want to briefly address how I saw MM fitting into all of this since she is a vital part of the original story and the biggest obstacle to the lords having anything to do with Rose.

Anyways, that was so much longer than I intended it to be but I had so much fun with it just because it gave me the opportunity to spit some fun ideas and potential plot points out about this cool AU that I like and hope someone does SOMETHING with, please god someone do it, I’d do it myself but i have enough projects at the moment unfortunately. If you managed to make it all the way to the bottom, thank you for reading all of that, I appreciate it, and I hope you enjoyed at least some parts of this, and maybe even agree with some of the things I said. Feel free to leave your own ideas in the comments, I’d love to read them and hopefully if enough people like this maybe i will actually do something with it. Who knows? I certainly dont. Anyways thank you for reading all this, i hope you have a great day, and maybe ill see you around in another post. Bye!!! <3

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le0watch · 3 years ago

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langa grimaces as he steps out of his carriage, shoes chuffing against the pavement ground. the sounds of downtown london fills his ears, ranging from the chitchat of workers and civilians to the clomping of horse's hooves on the streets. it's raining today- of course it has to be raining. why wouldn't it be on his already least favorite day of the week?

his servant steadily holds an umbrella over his and his mother's heads to keep the raindrops from drenching them. he, of course, isnt saved from getting wet, but this is his job. langa will just make sure to pay him extra for his work this month, and make sure that he doesn't catch a cold from the cool breezes brushing by.

today, he and his mother are visiting the busy streets of london per her request. since langa's father died and the large erikson heritage was passed down to langa, shes been asking him for numerous favors, including this weekly walk through the busy, muggy streets of london.

now, langa doesn't hate the people or the peasants or whatever you want to call them. he's just not a fan of the constant rain and loud chatter of said people around him. they're all incredibly loud and irritating, and sometimes he'd like them to be quiet while he and his mother are there. but that's not the point of their trips. his mother came from poverty before langa's father had found her and fallen for her, before he'd proposed to her. moving from japan to england during this time had given his mother a horrible disadvantage against any of the nobility or even white people of the lower classes.

but his father had been infatuated with her, and she became infatuated by him. they married for love, a rare occurence these days. then, they'd had him, and he loved his large home and the days he spent with his mother in the garden or the days he went with his father to the various horse stables they owned.

he can't visit the stables with his father anymore, however. because his father died a year ago, leaving their large fortune on the shoulders of langa, barely old enough to chose what happens with that wealth.

he insists in private that his mother make mistakes of the financial decisions, since he's still in the process of learning his family's buisness. she agreed to do it, in exchange for trips to the busy streets of london, where they could make donations to small charities or poor families that need the help.

honestly, it's a win win situation for langa. he doesn't have to fully handle the responsibilities of his family's fortune, and he has always wanted to help the poor, like his father. because when his father was living, he would hold monthly giveaways of some of their stables' foals to the poorest of the city.

other families of nobility often turned their noses up at what langa's father did for the poor, not that his father ever cared.

that's what probably got him killed.

"where shall we visit first, mother?" langa asks, holding his arm out for her take. she loops her arm through his, smiling up at him for his manners.

"i was thinking the orphanage down the road," she replies as they begin to walk. their servant- kaoru, langa's favorite servant and teacher- follows close behind to keep the umbrella over their heads the entire time. he wants to tell kaoru that he could cover himself with his own umbrella, but he already knows that he would be denied. kaoru has always been very serious about his job.

"as you wish," he says with a small smile.

their visit to the orphanage is longer than they'd originally intended. the owner of the orphanage needed help moving some heavier objects and boxes, and so langa had stepped in. she was instantly grateful to him, and only became moreso when he handed her a large wad of cash.

"thank you so much, mister erikson," she said, bowing low to him. his mother was in the background, entertaining the children. "are you sure there's no way we can repay you?"

"you can by taking care of the sick children here," langa replied, and she nodded eagerly.

they'd left soon afterwards, kaoru waiting outside for them. his long, pink hair is pulled back in a ponytail today, and he's wearing his favorite kamino. he was also born in japan, like his mother, and had been a friend of hers before she'd moved here. he moved not long after her, and she hired him as their servant and langa's tutor. he's been around for as long as langa could remember.

suddenly, there's a flash of red ahead of them, and a kid- not of the orphanage- rams into his side, knocking them both over in the process. langa hits the muddy ground with a grunt, before the kid is apologizing profusely, bowing his head continuously. he's in scrappy clothes, and is soaked to the bone.

"it's fine," langa tells him, and the kid relaxes. "don't worry about it." he wipes the mud from his shirt as kaoru helps him stand, and his mother hurries over to look him over. they're all soaked at this point.

"sorry again!" the kid exclaims, before running off.

with langa's donation wallet in hand.

normally, langa wouldnt bat an eye at stolen money. his family's wealth is nearly endless. but that's the money he's using for his trip with his mom today- and he doesn't have anything extra. he doesn't want to cut this trip short- his mom loves it too much.

he takes off after the kid without much thought, ignoring the calls from his mother and servant. the kid lets out a loud laugh once he notices he's being chased, before two more kids that look identical to him fall in step behind him. langa's eyes widen- they have this thought out.

they end up running through twisting alleyways, and langa is hardly keeping up. every time he gets close, they duck away or slide around another corner, throwing him off. he grits his teeth together, lungs beginning to burn from the exertion.

the kids run across a crowded street, easily weaving through its crowded traffick. langa skids you a stop just before crossing, before giving chase once more. he reaches a hand out, about to grab one of the buggers- when they suddenly leap at a building's front, scaling its side like a ladder. he stops in his tracks, gaping as they reach the roof, pointing at his with laughter.

he's so busy gaping, he doesn't even notice he's still standing in the middle of busy traffick until a coachman is shouting at him to move, with the horses screeching with terror. his heart stops beating- oh god, he's about to die like his father had, leaving his mom all alone. he already knows he won't be able to move in time.

but then something- or rather, someone- crashes into his back, knocking him to safer ground instantly. the horses and carriage roar past where he'd just been, and he pants on the ground, the person who'd saved his life still over him.

"wow- you nearly died," the person- man- above him says between pants, finally peeling away from him. langa pushes up with shaking arms, bruises and scrapes burning at his skin. geez, kaoru is going to kill him- he ripped his pants. he then looks up at his savior, and all thoughts leave his mind.

the most gorgeous man he's ever seen sits in front of him, soaked curly hair still a brilliant shade of bright red, poking out from the under side of a grey ball cap. his eyes are a beautiful honey amber, shining with mischief and a kind soul. his tan skin is peppered with freckles, along the cheeks on his face and his shoulders and forearms. he has a crooked grin as bright as the sun- making langa almost believe that it had stopped raining and the clouds had opened up. he's wearing a thin and torn short sleeved shirt, a pair of suspenders over his shoulders keeping his pair of black pants up.

lord have mercy on langa's soul. he's already fallen for the stranger that had saved his life. it didn't even matter that he was a man. langa could feel his heart thudding in his chest, and heat gathering in his cheeks. he can't even respond. luckily, the man- around his age- does it for him.

"lucky i was there to save your ass, huh?" he says with a bright chuckle. he has the same accent as his mother's and kaoru's, with a similar facial structure to both. he must be from japan too, then. langa opens and closes his mouth like a fish out of water, and the redhead's grin only widens. he reaches a hand out, wiping a splotch of mud from langa's paper white cheek. the heat in langa's cheeks worsens. the redhead then looks up at the roof where the kids are still perched at, watching with wide eyes. "they took something of yours, huh?"

"y- yeah," langa replies shakily, wanting to hit himself for sounding so pathetically like a schoolgirl with a crush. the guy doesnt seem to take notice- either that, or he doesn't point it out.

"right. be right back," the redhead says, before slipping past langa and leaping onto the side of the building. the kids at the top screech with surprise, before disappearing just as the redhead reaches the top, leaping over while calling, "tom, rick, toby- get your asses back here!"

horrifyingly, the kids leap from one rooftop to the next, somehow not slipping and falling off the edge. and even more horrifyingly, the redhead follows with amazing grace, landing perfectly, grabbing to of the kid's by their shoudlers. the third stops, dropping his head like a kid caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

"right. which of you have it," the redhead asks, loud enough for langa to hear. langa is surprised by the strength the redhead has- he's able to lift two children clear off the ground without much effort. his arms aren't shaking or wavering at all! the kids don't answer, pouting. "don't make me talk to your mum about this-"

"toby has it!" two of the kids cry out at the same time, and the third glares at them both with betrayal.

the redhead sets the two kids he's holding back down, and holds his hand out expectantly. the kid- toby- pouts some more before relunctantly dropping langa's wallet into the redhead's hand.

"thank you very much," the redhead says, pocketing langa's wallet. he points at each kid individually. "i catch you three stealing from nice men like him again, and i'll stop bringing home candy for you after work."

"no!" all three kids cry at once. the redhead tuts.

"right. don't do it again," he says firmly, before shooing the triplets away.

the redhead then slides down the side of the building, hit the wet ground with a splash. langa watches with disbelief as he casually saunters over, handing him his wallet back once he's reached him.

"sorry about them," the redhead says. "they live with just their mother, so they take to stealing to help her out occasionally. they shouldn't bug you again." he chuckles. "but if you ever need eyes and ears around london- hire those three. they're amazing at snooping."

langa clears his throat, forcing himself to stop staring at the redhead's pretty face as if he was in a trance. he slides his wallet into his suit pocket yo make sure it's not stolen again.

"thank you," he says, gratefully bowing his head. "i appreciate your help- what was your name?"

"reki kyan," the redhead replies with pride. "i work on the train tracks and take care of the kids around these parts best i can."

"well, mister kyan, you're amazing," langa tells him, surprising himself with his boldness. reki's eyes widen, and his eyes dart away quickly. langa then holds a hand out to him, the other behind his back. "my name is langa erikson. it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

reki chuckles awkwardly, scratching at the back of his head. "pleasure's all mine," he replied, and shakes langa's offered hand. "you can call me reki, by the way."

"then you may call me langa, reki," he responds graciously. reki averts his eyes again as they release each other's hands. "is there some way i can repay you?"

"don't worry about it!" reki says quickly, throwing his hands up. oh, he's wearing a pair of thick, black gloves, langa has just realized. and his biceps are absolutely huge with muscles- probably from working on tracks all day. "just don't get those boys in trouble. they mean well for their mum."

"wouldnt even dream of getting them in trouble," langa replies lightly. then he frowns. he doesn't want to go home and never see this sunny man ever again. he's a delight to look at- ruby red hair and honey amber eyes with a sunshine smile. it would be a shame to never seen him again. "though, i must insist on repaying you." he has a brilliant idea of doing just that, too.

reki shakes his head again, desperatly. "no, really, there's no need-"

"why don't you come and stay at my home, so that i may repay you with dinner?" langa says smoothly, once more surprising himself with his boldness. he's basically asking this man to live with him and have multiple dates with him. hopefully, the redhead doesn't realize that, yet, since gay relationships are frowned upon. but perhaps- later on. "you may stay in one of my rooms, take off from your job, and have warm and fresh meals everyday."

reki's eyes widen significantly, his jaws snapping shut. oh no, maybe langa was laying too much on him at once. "i- uh-"

"please, it would mean the world to me in repaying you this way," langa says, to further convince him. "and it would be a small exchange to you after saving my life."

the redhead scratches at the back of his head again, and langa can't help but stare at the way his bicep moves to complete the action. lord have mercy, reki was good looking. he's always tried to repress his gay feelings and desires, but this ripped train track worker with burning red hair is destroying all of his effort in one foul swoop.

finally, reki lets out a heavy sigh of defeat, lowering both of his arms. "you won't be happy unless i accept?" he asks, and when langa nods eagerly, he lets out another sigh, shutting his eyes. "okay, i will. i'll try not to be too much of an issue while i stay-"

langa cuts him off by catching one of his gloved hands in his, holding it up between them. he offers the redhead a small smile, excitement rolling in his gut. "you could be no trouble at all," langa insists, and reki draws back a little, and is that a tin of red coloring his freckled cheeks. langa sure hopes it is.

and that's how langa takes home a gorgeous redhead, who had in fact, saved his life.

#this is longer than i intended #whoops #sk8 #sk8 the infinity #renga #reki kyan #langa hasegawa #snowgear #my writing #my drabbles #au

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hitoshisbabygirl · 4 years ago

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Author's Notes ♡: okay uhm the more characters I do the more I’m learning I’m a simp-

Anyways welcome to another BNHAREM collab that I had the pleasure to be in! I had fun trying to turn our league of villains leader into a hero/vigilante! A quick side note, his personality here is more of what I think he could’ve been/acted like if he was treated better and taught how to control his quirk without hate qwq without further waiting here’s my addition to the already wonderful collaborators! Make sure to check their stories out too in the masterlist! ~ bunny ❥

Warnings : None!! Fluffy and awkward Shiggy for the win! Also please ignore typos if any they’ll be fixed later </3

Word count : 3.5K

Paring(s) : Tomura Shigaraki x F! Reader

Summary : When the city you live in is rampant with villains what happens when your seabed by a cold and off putting vigilante (that’s my best summary I’m sorry </3)

Enjoy ♡

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Turning off the TV [ ] couldnt help the trembling of her hands as she realized the mayhem that had been spurring the last couple of weeks with the new arrival of villain groups wasnt subsiding. life was hard , the struggle of not to take the news seriously and feeling like all hope was lost was a common feeling between each day, the chore of getting up early during the daylight time so you could get what you needed before crime became rampant was adreanline fueld.. It was nerveracking, living your life on the edge and feeling unable to believe the ones in and on duty would protect you. After weighing the options about staying in or hurrying down the street for food before the curfew kicked in [ ] reluctantly got up, grabbing her keys , phone and a light jacket as she headed throught the decrepit streets, hearing the distant sirens that never failed to doing their job of setting her nerves ablaze. As she saw the neon signs of the store ahead of her she was able to enter and grab quite a lot of things, the warm feeling of being safe surrounding her as she heard more and more sounds from blocks ahead. “Are you okay sweetie?”

An older lady with a young man asked the anxious girl, a smile on her face as she answered the woman “Ah yeah im sorry ma’am just trying to find the best way home without being in the crossfire” Shaking her head in agreement the older woman spoke again “Its running rampant out there, its why i brought my grandson with me” ponting to the male beside her he gave [ ] a smile, holding a bag fro the lady “Now you be safe dearie, look both ways and use the lights to guide you home!” Waving to the pair [ ] felt a bit more relived as she started the shorter but dreaded walk back to her townhome. The area was better than most in cities, just because of how it wasnt in the full downtown that was in a disarray. Even so it was still dangerous and hearing a loud crash and explosion from in front of where [ ] was walking could never be a good thing. As she walked further she saw a group of people blowing up a strip that included a jewelry spot, a small back and shopping center she knew something bad would happen if she got any closer. Walking backward she headed to an abandoned alleyway, slowly trying to get herself in a safe distance away from whoever was destroying the buildings. As she got into a corner she could hear the people talk and yell, the sound of glass breaking and another boom. Jumping form the sound of the explosion getting closer she moved into a doorway of one of the undisturbed buildings in the strip.

Soon however she felt a hand on her arm as one of the guys caught her. As [ ] tried to fight them off she head them chuckle, one taking her face in his hand as the others tried to go through her bags “Well well well hello ther girl, whatcha doing in the Scorpions part of town” One of the men, who [ ] presumed was the leader snared at her, grinning when she turend her ace away from his. Pulling her face back to his he tried to get her to talk, pushing her cheeks together as he laughed “I like them feisty , why dont you just be nice to me and my guys huh?” before she could form her lips to try to get a smart response a sound of pain came from one of the destroyed buildings. Catching the leaders attention he called out to someone before they all heard a yell of watch out. The building, which they had destroyed was now falling over and onto them who were in its path. All [ ] knew was that the guy who grabbed her arm let her go and shoved her before everything whent black.

A cracking sound , one of breaking concrete broke through [ ]’s head as she opened her eyes to blackness, everything around her covered in the sheet of night as the same cracking sound could be heard. Soon a faint voice could be heard from above her. Lightly she yelped which mustve been enough for whoever was above her as teh cracking sound got lounder before she could see light from the moon above her “H-hey is ther someone down there?” A voice called out as [ ] yelled back to them “O-oh yes! Please help me im stuck and i cant move!” She yelled as she felt her leg get tighter as she tried to wiggle.

“Cover your face if you can” The now more male sound voice said as she did such, felling pieces of cement and gravel touch her arms as she moved them to see long whitish blue hair appear before a gloved hand reached out “Can you reach?” The mystery male asked as she jumped up bepfre yeliping in pain. Hearing the sound the male took his ungloved hand and seemilngly dissolved more concreate taht held her and her leg in place. “Hold on….Im coming dont move, you could hurt yourself if you do.” Hopping dwon the hole with her the male saw how she was twisted in her spot and pained expression that covered her facial features. Faced with a challenge the male gave her his gloved hand as he used the uncovered one to break up the rocks and concrete that held her still “Just a little more okay? Youre close I almost got you” He reassured. Soon [ ] felt herself slip up and into the arms of the mystery man who she noticed had his face covered. As he brought her out of the ruble and into the light from the mood and streetlights she looked at her savior. He wasnt large in stature but her was fit and quite strong to pull her up with one arm. Feeling the girl he just saved staring at him , the male turned to her and simply stated “You should go home” Before starting to head off “W-wait! Please, let me thank you properly. You didnt have to save me yet you did” She said as he turned to her “......Theres no need to thank me, just doing what the heroes arent” Starting to walk again [ ] couldnt help chewing her lip before running to join his side “Well can i at least thank you properly , or just get your name and be able to find you again?” stopping in his tracks he moved his hair from his face before crimson eyes glanced at her “Tomura” He said “Huh..?” “My name...Tomura..or MC” He whispered as she shook her head “Tomura...okay well thank you Tomura for saving me , my names [ ]”

Shaking his head Tomura started off again, shoving his gloved hands in his pockets, this time heading off for good. As he trucked along [ ] heard the sirens appear closer to the damage that was the destroyed store that covered the criminals that tried to get her before. Starting to walk off her own she noticed a shining necklace on the ground. Picking it up she noticed it was one you could put pictures in it. Peeking inside she saw a woman with black hair holing a little boy with just as black ahir and piercing red eyes, the woman happily smiling as she held the child. Closing the locket she took with her , feeling strangely drawn to it. As she heaaded home she thought about the mysterious Tomura, someone who looked like a normal civilian like her and others seemd to have a strong quirk, and was more than what he seemed on the outside

As a few days turned into a week rolled on [ ] noticed that the streets were still bad, but the men who had cornered her had been captured after the building had collapsed. Feeling herself sigh and relax [ ] headed for the store once again, this time during the day as she needed to replace the food she had tried getting before that was lost during the the collapse. As she left once again she saw a familiar tuff of periwinkle hair go around the corner. Peeking her interest she followed himas she heard him curse under his breath before turning around straight into her “ow, wait….its you again” He huffed as his crimson eyes looked into hers “Yep! Hey tomu!” The quirky nickname caused head to fill in the mans face as he was glad it was covered. “[ ]....hello” He said back as he continued to pace around the old scene that stil had some concrete in the land “Whatcha looking for…?” She asked as he still looked around “Something important of mines” “Well can i help out?” Sighing Tomura turned to the hopeful girl that for some reason, didnt bother him as many did

“Fine. its a silver locket..” pausing [ ] thought about the locket she found when they first met “It….wouldnt happen to have a woman and a boy in it would it?” As soon as she said that the periwrinkle haired boy turend to her “You found it? Where” reaching out he went to grab her hands only to stop himself and put them at his sides. Ignoring the gesture as nerves she gave him a smile “Well..I found it the day you saved me, it was actually in the rubble” looking at the sparkling eyes of Tomura she couldn’t help but let her smile grow before sighing “Only thing is...it’s at my house now” still looking at him he gave her a smile behind his covering before shaking his own head “That’s fine..if you don’t mind me coming with you, or you just bring it I’m not really.,,yeah” Giggling at his nervousness [. ] put her hand ont his shoulder “It’s fine! Uhm..have you ate dinner yet? I can even cook you something!” Holding up her bag Tomura felt his heart thump as he agreed to eat with her, the two headed for her place.

Looking around Tomura noticed how clean and kept together her place was. It was warm, and inviting, something he wasn’t too used to “I’m sorry it’s a mess here! I was trying to move things around and make it look better but..I feel like it’s still weird!” Laughing she turned to face the powder blue haired boy who stood still in her doorway. “You can come in or would you need a helping hand?” She teased as she held her hand out. Hesitantly held his gloved hand out before pulling away slightly “S-sorry im just.. nervous” he said softly before [. ] gave him a knowing smile, before taking a step back “Well there’s no rush, take a seat and get comfortable, I’ll get your locket and I’ll start dinner!” Walking away [. ] went to her bedroom as Tomura sat there looking at his hands. They held so much fear in them, life and death. Over the years he learned how to control his power, even able to touch things without gloves and them not dissolve. But witr him nervous, he was afraid one wrong touch would hurt or even worse...destroy the one nice person he’d ever met in the midst of the all of the mayhem. In the mist of him thinking [. ] came back and saw him.

Feeling bad and not sure of how to approach him she tenderly held the locket and placed it on the table, which snapped him from his thoughts “Here you are! I did clean the silver so it was more shiny and not as dingy from the dirt” taking the piece from her hands Tomura place it down to see it better than he remembered and still having his grandmother and him inside of it. “Thank you [ ]. It means...alot to me, more thna youd ever know” Going into her kitchen she started some rice as she tried small talk with him “So...have you always been a vigilante?” Thinking abut the response her messed with a piece of his hair “ Well no...i wanted to be a hero one day but...my quirk is less helpful and more destructive” starting to get the steaks out she seasoned then placed them in the oven before siting down at the table with him “I think the power to disintegrate things could be wonderful as a rescuer! Hell you even saved me! And think if you didnt have that quirk , how would you get me out? Plus youre strong, you got me out with only a hand, youre really strong Tomu” Crimson eyes barely met her gaze.

Seeing her own energy mads him smile, hidden beind the mask he wore. “Uhm...may I?” Reaching for a hand [ ] looked at his eyes aas he wavered, sliding them away from her own “When i get nervous i feel like i loose control” Tomura said before [ ] just gently place her pinky on the glove “Im not afraid taht youd hurt me , i trust you okay?” Taking more of his hand in hers she rubbed the back of his glove, feeling the way he tensed wehn she traced his knuckles “See? Its okay yknow!” Smiling she got up to check the food, failing to see the way Tomura was going though a crisis under his mask, face flushing as she stirred and turned it off , letting both the rice and steak cool a bit before serving. Turning around [ ] saw how handsome her savior was. A soft , almost baby looking face was hidden under that protective mask , turned in a small frown as he fiddled with his hands “Wow...youre handsome” Scaring him from his thoughts Tomura couldnt hide the red that flushed his face as she giggled “Thanks...Ive never been told that before” Hearing him say that made [ ]’s heart twinge before grabbing two plates “Well they must not know the true beauty under your mask hm?” bringing over what she made she sat in front of him, handing him a fork before sitting infront of him “Here ya go! I wont say im a chief but I enjoy cooking yknow?” Now able to see him smile without a protection over majority of his face [ ] couldnt help her heart speeding up as he did. A comfortable silence feel between them as they ate and finished dinner, occasional jokes and small talk happening between them. She learned more about the powder blue haired male, that he wanted to be a hero but because he could disintegrate , they made fun of him and called him a villain instead. But finding a locket with a note attached from his grandmother changed that. She was strong, and a hero herself. She encouraged him to be one, for them to meet someday when he was older and him to become a great hero. It kept him strong, and its how hes a vigilante now. Happy to know more of his story [ ] explained how she wanted to be one too, but also wanted to make uniforms for them. The two went on into the night, talking about the issues outside and the running rapid of the villains whileist other things. Tomura learned that she liked video games which opened a whole new world of things thye could do together.

As midnight rolled around he started to get up , grabbing his things which caught [ ]’s attention “Your leaving?” Looking back at the doe like eyes he couldn't help but sigh and smile at her “Yeah...should go out and see whats to been seen” before he left she got up and strolled over to him “Well its unsafe out there, could you...maybe..stay?” With each word her voice got quieter before she was just silent, messing with his fingers “You want me to stay with you?” Tomura asked before she shook her head, eyes meeting his “Yknow youre nice..and i am a bit of a drifter..” Thinking over the odds out loud he gave her a small smile “Ill stay”

And that's how it was for weeks, them staying together in [ ]’s home, eating together, playing games, shopping for groceries. It was a comfortable thing between the two, sharing the place together like roomates. Tomura was like her protector, not letting her get very far without him and [ ] took care of him when he was injured or just needed reassurance. All and all everything was good except….he knew he had fell for her. [ ] was sweeet to him, gentle and overall just careful of how she helped him. She didnt rush him to anything, was gentle and gave him time to relax and to be comfortable with her. It was painful, for them to be close but yet have different opinions on how they feel about being close and for Tomura it was harder than usual for him having a crush on her.

Fiddling with a pen in the kitchen, Tomura heard [ ] come down the hall , skipping up to him as she gave him a smile he learned he was smitten for “Hey Tomu whatcha up to?” she asked as he gave her a smile of his own back “Ah just thinking about something….whats up?” He asked as the girl came over and gave him a hug, something he wasn’t used to but something he craved every day more than he’d like to admit. Wrapping his arms around her shoulders he chuckled as she slightly squeezed him tighter “Just wanted to check on you that’s all.” Going to move away [. ] felt Tomura pull her closer, burying his face atop her head “Tomu...whats wrong?” She asked as he said nothing, tightly holding her even more as she rubbed his back, knowing this was his silent way of showing he was worried about something “wh’ nt y be m’ plr wo” the male said, muffled on her head. Laughing, she moved her chin to his chest “What're you talking about?” He reluctantly pulled away , their eyes locking as he soon looked down, scratching his arm “I..nothing...thinking out loud. Don’t worry about it” Beofre he could slip away she grabbed his arm, turnighg him back to her. “Tomura...what is it?” Chewing his bottom lip he sided before taking her hand in his, rubbing the smooth skin with his rough glove “I said..why can’t you be my player two” Blinking almost comically [. ] giggled “Well I can be! What game do you wanna play?” Shaking his head Tomura dropped her hand , stepping back as he barely glanced at her “This game called life [. ]...I want to...have you around me all the time, I..really cherish having someone so sweet to me and who cares about me and how I feel..you make me feel more alive and comfortable in my skin then I’ve ever felt before..and I..want to be selfish and make you mine..” He finished with a sigh before looking out the window “ But I know you won’t feel the same so..it’s quite alright”

As soon as he said that he felt a hand at the back of his shirt, pulling him back to his crush, a woman he couldn’t face and now that he laid his feelings out he didn’t want her to pity him. “Tomura look at me” Hearing his full name scared him but Turning around he was surprised to see [. ]’s small smile growing to a larger one once he faced her “Here, give me your hand” Holding her own out he put his hand in hers. To make him even more disarray she undid his gloved to reveal his hands, damaged and scarred from before he could control his powers. Soon he felt soft lips his the bare skin, which every kiss an electric shock went through his body before he felt her fingers lace in his. Wide crimson eyes looked at soft [. ] ones as she took in a breath “I..I’m so happy you told me Tomu, I was afraid you were gonna leave here aha..” letting out a soft laugh she unwrapped a hand to hold his face “I would love to be your player two, I’ll be here for you as long as you need me okay?” Giving her a slight pout he barely lifted his own hand to trace a pinky on her cheek “But what if I need you forever” laughing again and moving closer she stood on her toes to rub noses “Then that’s what it’ll be” Becore he could stop himself he realeased her hand and pressed his lips against hers, hearing the soft gasp she let out as he pushed his lips harder on hers before he felt her relax, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him back just as hard. As the kiss got from hard and desperate they slowly started to get more intimate, the kiss softening up until Tomura pulled away breathless as [. ] was too, the both of them letting out light giggles “Wow..that was..” “Great..” Finishing his sentence [. ] gave him another hug, the two of them holding eachother in the middle of the floor “Hey [. ]..” he said as she hummed, before he continued “Let’s kiss again” Giggling she moved her head to meet his , lips sealing for another round of needed affection, the Rü them of their hearts drowning out the mayhem that brought them together.

#my hero academia #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha x reader #bnharem collab #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura #shigaraki x y/n #reader x shigaraki #shigaraki fluff

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shyrose57 · 4 years ago

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Brothers anon back again. I had a sort of writers block for the last like 2 days which made it really hard to do some questions, but I got em done finally. Sorry about the wait. This one is split between the numbered questions, and next ask is the other questions you asked!

I think I accidentally skipped a question in the last one. I honestly don't completely remember but in case I did skip it by mistake, the groups first travel out of the city's limits and even further beyond in a carriage. When they reach the end of how far the driver is willing to go they then get out and start walking. With Jackie screaming about how their finally going on a adventure.

1: It thankfully doesn't get to to bad before the others notice. And he immediately told them about Dream, wanting to be very clear with what happened and what they where getting themselves into. But they accepted him anyway and helped him.

2: Isaac is the leader cause Cletus is too much of a wildcard and too impulsive to lead safely, Charles is too shy to lead, and while Benjamin is perfect for leading he doesnt really like leading and is more of a follower than a leader. But Isaac can joke around and gets along with everyone but also be able to take things seriously and know when something needs to be handled.

5: They do not, they last for a few minutes and unless its a healing or regeneration potion (in which it can take a few days for it to fully go away) they have no long lasting affects. They do know of eachothers past to an extent, they know enough to avoid triggers and enough to know what not to do when around eachother. They know through telling eachother, and they feel awful Grievous and Jackie had to deal with that, but leave it in the past and focus on making their current life better.

6: Yes and no, while Jackie did mean to throw it at Ran, he ment for it to just hit nearby him, not directly hit him. It was ment to be more of a scare/intimidation tactic than anything else honestly. Grievous's luck is for basically everything, he has won the lottery twice before actually but only those 2 times, he's correctly guessed how many items are in a container more than a few times as well.

7: I use the height charts and they help mostly for comparison, problem is I have trouble applying it to real world stuff and because of that I still have trouble knowing if something or someone is to tall or short. Jackie can get very mean, like he can make fun of someone who just lost a loved one or experienced a traumatic event at the worst. But he usually doesn't get nearly that mean, most he does normally is making fun of how someone looks or how they do certain things. The others comfort him the best they can when he gets sad, and when he gets mean they either encourage it (Grievous), or discourage it and stop him (Watson. Ran is between either encouraging or discouraging it).

8: He was! He spent most of his life adventuring actually! He misses it somedays now since he lives in Subbin, but he believes giving up his adventuring life for a family and friends who needed him is a more than far trade and would happily pick his family over adventuring again. For around 4 years after Ran left Mizu (including the day he left), Ran traveled everywhere, and learned how to survive himself and taught himself different things, like sewing. Ran has made new socks, fixed clothes, and made blankets for everyone at least once. Watson also designs bows and arrows for show, for top functionality, and for just simple (training) gifts to the others. Ran (and Watson) has visited the nether, though Ran tended to stay in it longer than Watson cause he could withstand the temperatures better. And while digging a new tunnel across the nether he ran into ancient debris, which he then messed with until he figured out to mix it with gold and coat his sword in it. He tried to find more ancient debris but sadly hasn't found any, leaving his sword permanently damaged and at risk of breaking. Jackie isn't good at all at painting, its more of a hobby he's trying out. They try to camp out there at least once a week, where Grievous will sometimes build a pillowfort and either force everyone inside or play a game of capture the fort with them. Sometimes Ran will also read during the pillowfort nights, but not to often. Jackie wants to vist a Snow, Savanna, Jungle, Tagia, and if possible, a Ice Spike biome. He also wants to vist the nether but he'll have to fight Ran on that. Ran and Jackie's secondary titles are in Javanese!

9: Ran just kinda went "Hey Jackie, stand still for a second." "Ok?" And then he just picked him up and threw up.

10: When he's first given dinner after already eaten lunch, he just kinda stares at the food. Then asks if they meant to give him food, and when the others say yes, he asks why because he thought people only ate once every few days. His answer shocked the others and they ask him to explain, and he explains futher that he was only allowed to eat and drink once every 3 days. Their horrified by this answer but explain to him how theres 3 meals a day and he can drink whenever, he doesn't believe them at first but eventually accepts it.

11: When the fishermen first come to Ranbob about their worry, he expresses the same worry as them. But says that it's unlikely Ran will hurt the fishermen specifically, because Rans haunting are already friends with them, and Ran wouldnt risk breaking the friendship unless he deemed it necessary for their safety.

12: Ranbob is sad that Ran goes to such lengths to avoid him and keep people away from him, but he has resigned himself to it. As he knew that if Ran was alive it was greatly unlikely that he would trust him and knew he would be avoided. Which is actually particularly why he believes Ran will never trust him again and why he views Ran as a kind of lost family member. One he'll never get back no matter what he does.

13: Their first stop is a nearby flower biome, and after that Watson has planned to lead them to a waterfall he found with a shattered Savanna somewhat close to it. They plan to travel for a minimum of 6 months, they can actually travel for as long as they want to, but Prokius made them agree that they must be back before the next General Pit Battles (which happens once every 5 years).

14: He would 100% run himself into the ground until he's barely alive while searching for them. Benjamin compares Ranbob wanting to go back to Dream, to an abused person wanting to go back to their abusive lover. They believe they've changed and that they truly do love them and want the best for them, but in reality that's not it at all and others have to help them see thats not true and help them save themselves. So it doesn't surprise Benjamin or Isaac that much (it surprises Charles and Cletus though), and after its explained to them, their all more than willing to help Ranbob get over Dream and help him be himself again.

15: Oh definitely. Once they hear the Green-Eyed Enderman is back from hiding they all set out again, and after the group gets attacked and once word spreads that its in a group and there's another enderman with them, they all get targeted. With the Gladiators and Fishermen being targeted as bait or hostages to try to trick the enderman into following a trap. Ran wasnt affected like his brother was. Im talking about trauma and maybe even a bit of PTSD that came from Mizu, caused by Dream. Though both of the brothers have gained different amounts of trauma and PTSD from Dream. I may give the raven to either Watson or Ran, I think its fits both of them really well. I want to have them come across ruins of other Tales but im not sure which ones. Maybe they could find the remains of the Wild West Tale and the Haunted Mansion?

Glad to see you, Brothers Anon, and excited to read!

1: The perfect start to an Adventure. And a funny mental image. Imagining these two groups cramped into carriages is pretty amusing. How ready was everyone to get out by the time they could?

2: The fishermen are really great, and Ranbob is very lucky. I love them.

3: Isaac sounds like he’s a pretty good fit for it then. But nobody’s perfect! What are some flaws of his, leadership-wise?

5: Interesting. What makes Regeneration and Healing last longer? I suppose it’s not relative to the AU, but I am a bit curious. What’s the world’s potions mechanisms, if you don’t mind me asking? And that’s good! They may not know everything, but they know what to avoid, and that’s important. Everyone’s moved forward and are making the best of life, and honestly, that’s pretty cool of them.

6: Welp, Jackie, it seems intimidation tactic failed. However, you have managed to anger Ran, so..there’s that. He won the lottery? Dang. Well, if they ever need money, they can just send him to the nearest casino, I suppose.

7: Aight, so I may have a solution for you there. Whatever height you’re going for, find something in real life that’s just about the same height. Like a tree, or something. Or not, we can always just leave it at short enough to be tossed and tall enough to be the tosser. Jackie sounds like he knows where to hit to make it hurt, honestly. It’s good that they comfort him, though I am curious why they all react as they do to him being mean. Why does Grievous encourage it? And is it more of a depends on the day thing for Ran, or a depends on what was said to Jackie, and what Jackie’s saying thing?

8: Nice! What kind of places did he go? Does he have any particularly interesting knickknacks from that time period? And Ran personally sounds like he knows what he’s doing. Watson’s weapons sound really cool, where did he learn to make them? Is visiting the Nether not a common occurrence these days? Or is it simply that the others never got around to it before? Well, hobbies are always fun to try. Does Jackie keep at it and get better or get bored and try something else? How does Capture the Fort go with these guys, considering they’re gladiators? Why does Jackie want to visit those particular biomes? Is there a reason, or do they just sound cool to him? And why would Ran not want them going to the Nether? Because of the danger?

9: FDXGHJ- He just- tossed him?? No warning?? Oh my gods, I’m dying. How did Jackie react to that? Heck, how did Porkius react to that? I doubt anyone was expecting that display.

10: Oh, no. Now I really want to punch Dream in the face. What the heck, Dream?! He legit asks if they meant to give him food...If one of the fishermen or gladiators doesn’t eventually find a way to punch Dream, I will be forced to travel realities and do it myself.

11: Kind of sad that Ranbob was equally concerned about it. But hey! He won’t have to be, one day!

12: Poor Ranbob. I hope he’s proven wrong, eventually. Do the fishermen know that he thinks this? If so, how do they feel about it? Or does he kind of just keep those thoughts to himself?

13: Flower biomes are really pretty. What did everyone think about it? Did they bring any flowers with them? So this roadtrip could possibly go on for a few years. Did they leave just after a General Pit Battle, or do they have like, less than five years? Speaking of General, is Jackie still the General in this AU? Does he have extra duties because of it? Or is that not something that happened in this AU?

14: Yikes. Reactions to this? Why does Ranbob believe Dream’s changed, as you put it? Is Dream still able to talk to him, or is it because he just misses being there? So Benjamin and Isaac aren’t all that surprised about it. Do they take the reins in helping out? And how do they all do so? It’s good that they’re helping him though.

15: Well, this sounds like it can’t end well. They try to use the hauntings as bait? Is anyone actually captured? Rescue missions? And alright, that makes a bit more sense. I can see how they’d both be effected differently, and honestly, they’d probably both have very different perspectives of the event, all things considered. Ravens for the win! And it’d be really cool for them to come across the ruins of old Tales buildings. Can you imagine the kind of things they’d find? Diaries, faded photographs, moth-eaten clothes, blood stained floors...Like a walk in the past, but they’ll never know what came to be for the people of that time.

#Brothers AU #dream smp #dream smp au #ranbob #tales from the smp #ran #jackie #watson #grievous #isaac #benjamin #cletus #charles #porkius

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the-sunshine-dims · 4 years ago

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birds for birthdays

okay so its logan’s birthday still for me so have this birthday fic!

words: 1807

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Summary: Patton, roman, Virgil, and Janus, have a plan for Logan's birthday, and their plan, Logan doesn't even consider, instead thinking they just forgot his birthday, and Remus, whos not included in the plan gives Logan a bird.

contents and warnings: miscommunications, hurt Logan, slight hurt/comfort, possible pre-intrulogical, birds, repressing emotions, being overwhelmed,

if i missed anything again please tell me its late so i wouldnt be surprised if i missed something

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Okay so patton and the others had a plan, and they were excited it was coming out how they wanted it to so far,

distract Logan away from the commons and kitchen

Get logans gifts ready

Make sure it’s a total surprise for Logan

Of course they sadly had to exclude remus because it wasn’t an overreaction when they say he would immediately tell logan, he wouldn’t really mean to, but anything he thought about he would blurt out so sadly they had to hide it from remus too, though when Logan came down to be surprised he wasn’t gonna be excluded from that, he couldn't really ruin a surprise while the surprise is being revealed.

Patton smiled proudly at the three sides who had been getting ready in the living room, he was ecstatic he had even gotten Janus to help out.

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Logan sighed as he tried to work, he knew technically they didn’t have birthdays, but it never stopped Patton from trying to celebrate perceived birthdays and, as he had told everyone before, this was one of the perceived birthdays, logan's first appearance on vine, and while he knew stuff was honestly kind of stressing because thomas got a new boyfriend and everyone was still healing from POF,

But.. he noticed quickly that he was looking forward to the birthday, as loud as it was going to be, but then as The day progressed no one even came to his room to even tell him happy birthday.

-which was fine. But still, it hurt, he was sure this was the date Patton made a celebration last year.. but no one seemed to even notice or care.

And as he tried to focus on literally anything productive and failed he realized with dimming hope that they had forgotten.. he couldn’t blame them, of course he couldn’t, he understand how hectic everything’s been and he wasn’t as selfish as to be mad, they had more important stuff to worry about then his ‘birthday’, afterall technically while they did sometimes have days they celebrated as such they weren't born and there was no way to tell when they formed so he didn't have a true birthday.

And After all, Logan didn’t have feelings so they probably assumed he wouldn’t mind if they didn’t forget and just didn’t want to acknowledge it.

He sighed again, louder, and slammed his head against the arms that were resting on his desk, this really shouldn’t bother him this much, it was fine.

He took a moment and just gave up on working, surely they wouldn’t mind if he just.. took a small break, just a short one, to rest up and just.. get his emotions in check before he had to go out of his room to get the papers he forgot on the counter, he groaned, why had he forgotten them on the counter? That was a dumb thing to do.

He took another moment and just decided that he can take a break day, the others really couldn’t blame him for needing one since they had taken a couple after the recent video, so he just decided to hell with it and after loosening his already looser than normal tie he just stood up and went over to rest on his bed, maybe he could read a book? He had recently gotten a promising looking book, so maybe that would be a good thing to do with his time.

He didn’t know why he still seemed to be.. disappointed? Was that the emotion? After a second he decided he didn’t care, but he was still confused, why would he be affected? It was fine.

He groaned before startling as he heard a loud repetitive banging on his door, and after a moment he quickly got up and fixed his hair and tie before going to the door and opening it slightly, revealing a grinning remus with hands behind his back, which was slightly worrying knowing remus, and also confusing because if he had both his hands behind his back how did he knock- but, of course Logan wasn’t gonna be rude and instead just offered a small polite smile before asking “do you need anything?”

Remus frowned at that, “no I don’t need anything- but! I wanted to congratulate the birthday boy~” he told him, and while there was definitely some underlying crude massage Logan didn't get he could tell Remus was trying hard to make sure it stayed underlying and wasn't blatant so he wouldn’t end up making Logan uncomfortable.

Which Logan did appreciate, he.. really didn’t think he would be able to handle a lot of crude stuff right now, which he was kinda disappointed in himself for since that was a lot of the stuff remus spouted unless remus worked 100% to make sure he didnt end up accidentally saying something like that , but regardless, he was happy at least someone knew it was his side appointed birthday, he knew it didn’t matter but still, it made him feel better and as Remus quickly brought the sloppily wrapped present from behind his back his heart dropped as a thought entered his head.

Was remus the only one who remembered?

Remus and Logan weren’t that close, they were all still getting used to each other, so the idea that Remus, who wasn’t close to Logan, was the only one who remembered his ‘birthday’ was saddening, the people who were supposed to be his friends.. they forgot, they didn’t care.

He schooled his expression and made sure remus couldn’t tell the thoughts going through his head, so he just allowed himself to smile as Remus loudly encouraged him to open up the gift, and after a moment or two he began to, he was happy if at least one person cared enough- he heard a small chirp from the box and he froze and turned to remus “..did you give me a bird?”

Remus grinned minically and motioned for him to keep opening it, which he did and he found an adolescent crow or raven, he couldn’t tell yet, but it was definitely a bird, it was surprising it looked pretty normal- he put his finger near it and it’s face opened up like a demogorgon, okay that made since, not normal, but he smiled as he gingerly picked the thing up, it looked like it was old enough to be away from the parents which was good, after a moment he looked to remus “thank you remus.”

Remus seemed happy as he came to the conclusion that Logan indeed in fact like the gifted bird, “no problem dork!” He said happily before continuing “also if you need anything for the bird just tell me,”

Logan nodded and after deciding screw it he just opened the door up more and went “would you wanna hang out with me and the bird for a bit?”

Remus perked up and nodded eagerly, and Logan smiled softly before heading fully into his room and setting the box down, the chick along with it, after a second of checking Over his shoulder to make remus came in he closed the door and gathered some books from his shelf about birds, specifically ravens and crows and just birds of the like before sitting down on the floor leaning his back against his bed.

Remus happily chatted as he sat down on the bed, above his shoulder, occasionally asking Logan questions that didn’t relate at all to the topic at hand as Logan researched what the raven or crow would need, especially at this young stage.

It was maybe an hour or so later, Logan has accepted that the others had just not cared enough to remember and while it.. hurt.. he just decided it wasn’t worth it to be upset about it, after all he now had a bird to take care of and possibly a new friend, so everything was fine.

Then he heard Patton calling for him saying that someone got hurt and they needed his help and just hearing that they needed his help and someone might be hurt and on reflex he got up, quickly pulling Remus up as well before practically running down stairs because what if they were really hurt.

And then suddenly as he practically flung himself down the stairs with remus following he heard a loud “surprise!” From a bunch of voices and then there was confetti everywhere and he just froze, slowly processing everything and slowly becoming overwhelmed from the fact they hadn’t forgotten and he was wrong and also the loud sudden sounds were adding to him becoming overwhelmed.

And after a full moment of silence he realized he should respond so he just went “oh-“ and then he noticed that there were tears falling down his cheeks and he just saw everyone begin to panic and even Remus seemed extremely confused and concerned and after a moment logan just quietly goes “they didn’t forget..” to himself.

Which they seemed to of heard because he hears patton make a heartbroken noise and remus, deciding that he’s going to try and help his new friend out, just kinda goes in front of him to be in between him and the others and kind of hesitantly opens his arms, which, Logan happily collapsed into, much to remus’s surprised, no matter who it was logan wanted the support and after another silence the others approached and Logan just kind of hid away.

Causing even Janus to look sympathetic before Patton kinda just went “you.. thought we forgot?” Sadly and when Logan nodded Patton made another hurt noise “oh lo, I’m so sorry I should’ve.. I should’ve realized that not addressing it made it seem like we forgot, I’m so sorry.” Patton said genuinely.

Logan just went “it’s fine” quietly and Patton shook his head.

“No, it’s not fine, we should’ve actually made sure not to make you think we forgot, we should've made sure that you knew we care enough to remember, i should’ve.” he paused before deciding that while its good to admit mistakes it wouldn't make the birthday any better so after a second he continued “so what about this, let’s watch a movie, whichever movie you want, and it’ll be quieter and we can give you our gifts, hows that sound?” Patton asked, his tone a tad hopeful.

Logan nodded, pulling himself away from remus’s hug, though still holding on slightly to remus, having decided this was his emotional support side now, and after a second everyone walked logan to the couch where he picked out a movie and and after a bit turned off the lights for the person to come in with the cake.

And honestly now he kind of understood why he was so sad when he thought they forgot.

#ts patton #ts janus #ts remus #ts logan #ts virgil #ts roman #logan sanders #remus sanders #patton sanders #sanders sides #sanders sides writing #hurt/comfort #the cold one writes #thomas sanders #happy birthday logan #logan sanders' birthday

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mollydollyjournals · 3 years ago

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Everything feels so quiet again. I hate this about being nocturnal. At least during the day more people are around and online and I might have a little interaction. I wonder if I'll ever get my body clock to function on a 24hr schedule. Even as a child and teenager I've always had sleeping problems though. My body clock has always fought against regular timing. I definitely find it easiest when I'm actually excited to get up for something in particular, but that's not all there is to it. Besides that feels like a tall ask right now.

I've been crying a lot recently. I dont usually cry that much at all but the past month maybe, in increasing frequency, and the majority of the past few days, I'm always on the verge of or in tears. I'm on so much prozac I can sometimes feel it pushing me to just smile through it and do something, but I think my mind wins over it when it sees that my 5 minutes of positivity didnt bring luck like everyone says it will. I'm tempted to lower my dose just so I can at least be consistently sad. Part of me hopes I'd get bad enough to SH and do more noticeable stuff so someone will realise how I feel, but part of me knows that's not how itll work and I'll just do those things and feel even worse because I'm still by myself. Most of me feels guilty because that's the dramatic stereotype and nobody likes an attention seeker, but most of me also knows it's not socially acceptable to directly ask for help and support. The times I've said a thing about how bad I feel, very obviously in need of support, i havent got it. So if i did something more, i still wouldnt get it, but I'd just be bothering people even more by letting them see. But then maybe I'd actually get the balls to just end it properly and get it over with. But I also know I'm not someone who'd do something so final without exhausting all options first, which means I'd also say that more directly, and then the same issue applies.

I'm so sick of feeling like this. I feel like such a waste of space and it's the same problem where I need x to do y but I need y to get z and I need z to get x. Whenever I try to force myself to break that cycle alone, I burn out. I feel worse for the fact that I'm doing it alone. I feel like theres no point in achieving any of it if I'm still alone. I did so much growing up by myself and doing way too much and all it got me was a bit more time alive so I could watch everyone else actually live and realise how cut off i was. Last time i had a major breakdown i came out of it over time but i felt worse afterwards than before because of the fact that I'd had to deal with it alone. I felt resentful of all the people who saw me say outright on my social media 'I feel really terrible and I need support/dont think I can deal with this alone/etc' and either said nothing or just briefly acknowledged it then continued on. I didnt really get over it, I just stopped in the same way a baby learns to stop crying eventually if nobody comes. So i came out of the breakdown with the resentful and anxious feeling that i cant really rely on anyone and am truly alone.

Now I'm so much more sensitive. Of course I'm more sensitive. I'm scared this is more permanent mental shit that I wont be able to get rid of. I cant stay like this forever. I never used to be this bad. But I had some outlets at least, and some hope that it might be different at some point. Now it feels like I'm just so worn out and I need to rest and be protected but the longer I go without it the more I need and the more impossible it gets and then I feel like theres no point in trying because theres no way to fix the cycle. Not without some anime-level miracle.

All I can do is drink and hope I get distracted by something else for a while. Hope I get chatty and confident enough to send the first messages and make the first posts, hope the audience happens to be responsive. Hope I come up with some kind of idea that'll keep me busy and entertained.

There was a day a few months ago where I drank a lot over the course of a day, and I started getting really bad palpitations where my heart was stopping for a few seconds at a time and restarting painfully. It especially stopped whenever I lay down and kept still, ie when I was trying to sleep. I thought I was probably going to die in the night so I wrote out a little note on my phone just in case. But I was kind of happy about it. For whatever reason, a few friends had been online and we'd all talked a lot, and I'd had things to do, and we talked about what we were doing throughout that day, and we all screwed around and shitposted, and it was just nice. It didnt feel so much like quarantine as just long distance friends and I felt like if that was gonna be my last day then so be it.

Of course, I didnt die. It turned out my meds needed adjusting so I did that and the palpitations lessened. I kind of wish I did just die. I guess it's morose. But it would have taken the guesswork and worrying out of all this. I'm just so tired. Its not that I dont want to get better and enjoy life. I just dont know if I can. I dont know if theres too much damage been done. I was already a difficult case before the pandemic but it's really fucked me over a lot and brought up a lot of old and new insecurities and I dont know if I'm really able to make the transition to something normal and okay.

My heart palpitations are bad again right now. Today it's because of restricting food. Theres some kind of weak heart trait in my family so I've always had the occasional palpitation, but they get bad sometimes. It's not painful right now, just weak. If I breathe too deeply it loses rhythm. I keep beginning to hyperventilate from anxiety and my heart gets irregular and weird. Of course as I say that I get some pain.

I dont feel like I can eat more though. I did have a meal for dinner. Low calorie, but a meal. So my calories for today weren't super low. One thing that's always consistent about my thing with food etc is the control element. That when everything is bad, I need something to go my way, and this is all I can do. I dont know.

Maybe I'll feel better tomorrow. Probably not. But I really want to. I really need to. It only takes small things, small distractions to keep me going. If I can just survive long enough to keep at some things to change my situation, maybe I can get out of this. But if I crack, I drink and binge and do other things that make me feel worse. I dont know. I'm trying to drag myself along but I guess it doesn't look like I'm doing anything at all.

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inkybunny · 5 years ago

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MIDORIYA AND A S/O WHO WAS AN ASSASSIN

Midorya was almost finished with school when he met you. He was growing so fast in popularity, the biggest candidate to be the next number 1, of course, that worried villains and paying villains are always welcome to the people who own you. You were the deadliest assassin they had, fast, precise and silent with no fear of death, you were giving all his information. It was a simple plan, luring him with a robbery, attracting him to a specific location without letting he see you and finishing the job, but, of course, killing him proved to be way harder than that.

It was a surprise when you attacked and he was fast enough to dodge it, you knew he was fast but not enough to dodge an attack he didn't know where or if was coming at all, now, in combat, if he called for anyone it would be mission failed automatically so you needed to finish that quick. Thing is, you weren't made for long battles, you were made for single deadly strikes so the strength difference between you two became obvious quickly.

Deku didn't like the vibe you gave him, not only because you didn't use your quirk at all in the battle so he was always worried about what type of quirk it was, not only because he’s 100% sure he broke one of your ribs while releasing too much power onto you and you didn't even flinch before attacking again, not only because he didn't notice you at all at first and while he was going easy on you to try analyze the situation you almost cut his throat, not only because you didnt talk or react to any of his words. Above all, he hated your eyes, by your appearance you were almost the same age as him, maybe even younger, but your eyes had no life in them, they were… empty.

In a blow he managed to destroy your mask and apprehend you, bending some pipes to serve as handcuffs for your arms and legs, a bit overkill, yes, but it was what he had at that moment. He knew he should just call the police and be done with it but, looking at you, since he destroyed your mask he was able to see how innocent and pretty you looked, even with the obvious signs of bad fights, you looked so normal and cute and yet, it felt like you never felt anything, anything at all, not even anger or sadness, you looked so empty and that bothered him so so much.

He sitted on your side and tried his best to sound as gentle and kind as possible while talking to you, “What's your name?”, “How old are you?”, “Why do you do this?” he asked as he looked into your eyes with this sad worried look, something you never dealt before, something that filled you with rage. How DARE him treat you with PITY? WHO HE THINKS HE IS? WHO HE THINKS YOU ARE?

He watched as he notice you were not happy, thinking it would be a nice topic he tries.

“What's your quirk?”

You look at him. “Great, at least that got her attention”

“I figure, since you didn't do nothing special during the fight it was either something to boost your physical abilities or something more mental, like strategic wise, but it could be something other than that and you simply did not got the chance to use it or needed something specific to use, tho I find that quite unlikable since you seemed pretty well prepared to kill me so it would be very out of character to not bring an specific thing you needed to use your quirk”

You kept looking at him, confused. “He didn't notice?”

“So… What is it?“ He asked you, with some excitement in his eyes. “She doesn't seem unpleased, just confused, maybe that I was capable of noticing that much?”

You scoffed.

“I dont have one.”

“What?” Midorya got a little bit frustrated. “She's lying to me? Probably, but....”

“I don't have a quirk” You looked deep into his eyes, not a single trait of lying on your voice. “I’m quirkless” You said, getting your eyes off him again, looking at the ground.

A little bit of silence filled your space as Deku was thinking about what you just told him.

“You’re amazing” You looked at him again. “You were able to fight me that well while being quirkless? That's impressive”

It's not like you never heard that before, your owners would often call your victories impressive, but never sounded that… sincere. You looked at the green haired boy as he felt more and more puzzling. “I’m Midorya Izuku, but you can call me Deku if you like” He smiled at you. “What's your name?”

“I don't have a name, my owners call me 7B”

“Your...Owners?” You nod.

You could not help but feel extremely comfortable next to that boy, like you could trust him, that he would not take advantage of you, which was super weird, since you just tried to kill him. Midoriya on the other hand, felt his heart grew tight as he felt you had dealt with way too many horrible things.

“Don't move?” You nod as the boy bended the pipes restraining your arms and legs, making you free again.

You got up, killing him was a no chance now, even if you tried to catch him while he was distracted you knew it wouldn't work, you are way too tired and your pain and difficulty to walk straight was an indicative your ribs were definitely broken. You were considering your particular killer alternatives while going away when you felt your arm being grabbed.

“Where are you going?” Silence. “You’re going back?”

“No, they would never take me back with a failed mission, I’m the quirkless assassin, they consider me disposable and less capable than the others, my perfect score was able to keep me alive until now but that's out the window.” - “Others?” Midorya thought with himself.

“Come with me!” You looked at him, confused. “Look, I can help you, Aizawa-sensei can help keep you safe and you can help us find those who did this to you, we can hunt them down and-”

“No”

No? What? Why? Weren't you unhappy with that life? Didn’t you want to stop murdering people? Midorya asked himself as he looked at your serious expression, crying for answers.

“You wouldnt understand it” You release yourself from his grip.

“I… I can't understand it if you don't tell me! They are your parents? That's who you call owners? I know it's hard to betray them but…” He stared at your back as you walked away unfazed.

Parents. Tho is quite unlikely you came into this world with no mom or dad, even tho sometimes you think god created you from nothing to pay for the sins of your past life, your owners weren't your parents, you never had the luxury of meeting them, you don't really know if they are alive or not, not that you have any energy to desire the answer for that. No, all your memories are from inside your owners training, all your memories are being trained within those grey walls and only being out to kill.

“Do you want to live like that forever?” Deku’s voice echoed in your mind, making you angry again.

“Do you think I want to live at all?” You went back to staring at his eyes. “You can't understand it, this is all I am, I’m an useless, quirkless person but being able to force myself at maximum, training harder than anyone else, that made me be here today. How many people do you think I killed? There’s no going back ‘cause there is no back to go to, this, a murderer, is all you’ll have from me.” You felt warm tears coming from your eyes, huh, you can't remember the last time you cried. “Actually, not even that, I couldn't kill my target so, even at the only thing I ever was, I failed. You think you can fix everything with your hero bullshit? I got news for you, some things were made to be awful and there’s no fixing.”

“Do you want to bet?”

You looked at him, his face was completely serious, bet? Bet what?

“Stay with me for a month, I can make it so you are not suspicious at all, no one will make questions.” He slowly got close to you. “ If, for this entire month, you can't find a single thing you appreciate, if living a normal life, helping people with me, can't make you feel even a little bit of happiness…”

Midoriya looked into your eyes with nothing other than honesty in his words. He wiped your tears with his fingers as he looked even more determined.

“I’ll let you kill me!”

“What?” You were so confused, he was saying he would give his life up? For nothing?

“You can't go back to your owners with a failed mission, right? Stay with me for a month, if I can't make you appreciate life then you can go back with the mission completed, say that I captured you to take information but you were able to escape and finish the job.”

This boy is insane, he has to be, giving his life up for someone he just met? Or he was just so confident in his plan? Maybe he was planning on betraying you and giving you up for the cops, all those questions pop off in your head, in all the ways you could look at this it was weird and completely crazy, insane! And yet, when he standed his hand to you, to firm the agreement, there was a small part of you who wanted to accept it, a small part indeed but so so loud, you felt like the will to accept it echoed through your body as your heart skipped a bit when you looked into Midoriya's eyes and shook his hand. “Deal” you thought.

Midorya’s smile was the prettiest thing you ever saw.

“Well, since we’re doing this, you're gonna need a name, right? It would be weird for me to call you ‘7B’” You silently looked at him, you never thought of a name for yourself before. “No ideas huh? I could have imagine” He laughed.

“What about...Shizu? You know, as in silent? Since, well your very quiet and all” The boy kept feeling a little embarrassed, he never named a person before. “No? Thats stupid?”

The first time in a long long time, you felt yourself smile.

“Shizu is good.”

Midorya kept every single promise he made you, he took you to so many places, to do so many different things, you read stories for children and went with him seeing the flowers blooming, not even a week in and he won the bet. Your heart was so heavy when you told everyone the truth, way more with the friends Izuku presented to you than to Aizawa-sensei or the cops, when you helped with crashing the Assassins organization. Being completely sincere with yourself you felt happier when everyone from class 1-A accepted you even as an assassin and continued to be your friends like nothing changed than when the judge decided you were not responsible for the things you did while in the organization.

You still remember the rush of multiple feelings you felt when the widow of one of your victims went to talk to you, as she petted your head kindly and looked at you with those very very sad eyes.

“I’m sorry for everything you had to go through” She smiled. “It's okay, it wasn't your fault, I forgive you.”

The agonizing feeling on your throat as you fell on your knees and screamed and cried “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry” those words felt like they were trapped for so long.

You were the one to suggest yourself as a “hero” to the police, not exactly it but that's what they call you. Your skills were very appreciated in the police force and mainly used to serve as a scout or in missions who required fast and silent work, you were technically a hero but, without a quirk, you kept doing those kinda jobs and maintaining yourself low on the hero chart. Not like you didnt like it, in fact, you were quite satisfied with things exactly like that.

After a year or so, as Midorya were already competing into the top 3, he confessed to you, he never went away and always supported you, even when you were in your “I’m a murderer, a garbage human who dont deserve any of this” moments, he never left your side and always made sure you felt welcomed and cared for, his feelings for you developed steadily for that year and you were completely in love with him as well.

He was the hand that helped you out of that hell, that showed you kindness and care, nothing more than natural, you fell for him considerably quickly. He was so happy when you said you loved him back and he show you off constantly, to him, getting you off that life was the best thing he ever done, as a hero or not, he can only wish for you the happiest times and he will try his dam best to make you the happiest person on earth, cause, to him, that's what you deserve.

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BONUS: “Ah! Shizu, there you are.” Your boyfriend waved at you with the picnic caddy on his hand.

“I thought this was going to be a good spot for the flower blooming.”

Izuku smiled and seated next to you, starting to open the caddy and put the food on the towel.

“You say that but this is the spot you choose every year!” You laughed, it was indeed, it was the spot Izuku brought you to see the flowers blooming the first time you met.

“You know” Izuku said as he finished with the food and gave you a little kiss on the cheek, he was trying his best but casual mouth kisses were a bit far for him yet. “I was thinking, we gave you a name but isn't it a little bit annoying having to deal with paperwork without having a last name? We should get you one.”

You looked at him lovely and gave back that cheek kiss making him go a little bit red and smiled.

“I have one in mind, just, not the time yet.”

The green haired man looked at you saying “Hmmm” curious about what type of name you picked. He got two sandwiches and handed you one, your favorite, as usual, you giggle a bit and looked at the trees while taking a bite of the sandwich.

While you looked at the petals falling from not finding a space on the overcrowded trees, you felt happiness and peace. You beg the universe to let you be greedy this one more time, to be able to desire one little thing, you beg the universe as you mouthed the words taking care to not let your boyfriend read your lips, you beg the universe to grant you this one last thing and let you be named

“Shizu Midoriya” __________________________ HEY! Soooo this was fun :3 This is part of a small request I received but I had so many ideas to it I cound not help myself to write and oneshot about it Hope you guys liked it! Gonna post the request soon, dont worry

#bnha #mha #bnha scenarios #bnha headcanons #bnha fic #mha headcanons #mha scenarios #mha fic #midorya izuku #deku x reader #izuku x reader #izuku midoria x reader #midorya headcannons #deku scenarios #deku fic #midorya fic

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mieczyhale · 5 years ago

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you know what i could go for?? [late night ramble journey ahead // i did not re-read this so who knows!!]

an in-depth fic about klaus’s ten months in vietnam.. but with ben there. klaus getting pants and a gun shoved at him and ben is just as confused and freaked out. klaus finding out where they are, or ben finding out and telling him. klaus meeting dave and ben is sitting next to him, side eyeing dave because who is this soldier and why did he come all the way from the back of the bus to introduce himself. ben sees it / can tell when klaus shoves the briefcase under their seat right after and ben’s just like ‘are you fucking kidding me??’ and of course klaus would make stupid decisions because of an attractive man with a sweet smile. so he’s exasperated but also concerned because it’s 1968 and people like klaus are treated even worse now than they are in 2019, way worse, and all of these men are probably straight - dave included. and if any of them are gay they’re not gonna say anything let alone act on it. it wouldn’t be worth it. klaus could get himself hurt or killed just for being himself, if he acts too.. well.. himself after that he stays by klaus’s side more than he did in their own time, which is really saying something. offers advice and wisdom like he always has. he warns him about snipers and mines and bullets and in turn klaus warns his squad. ben can’t lie - it feels pretty fucking good to be responsible for saving lives without having to take any. he still wishes klaus would just try the briefcase, he has it, but at some point he stops pushing. because he does think klaus needs to go back and soon but everytime he brings it up klaus gets defensive and angry - he can do what he wants. he has friends here now. he has a family that actually likes him. that actually cares. he’s considered useful and important and he’s on drugs!! he can get high and none of them think any less of him for it. why can’t ben see that maybe this is where he belongs?? maybe the middle of the fucking vietnam war is where he fits?? and it’s not like he has anyone or anything back home. the only thing he could have missed is ben and ben’s with him in 1968 so there’s literally nothing. and ben wants to yell back, he wants to argue that there’s plenty for klaus to go back to, but he’s realizing that klaus.. might be right. and that hurts. and of course pisses ben off but it hurts because nobody should have to travel back in time and fight in a pointless war to find basic respect, especially not klaus. klaus who has been through enough - who deserves good things more than anyone ben knows. so after that conversation he doesn’t bring it up anymore. he looks at it sometimes, and thinks about their siblings, how they just gained their missing brother only to lose another, how are they doing? have they noticed klaus is missing yet? did they see the motel room?? did they know that all of that blood was klaus’s?? (shh patch didn’t die, hazel and cha cha escaped by knocking her out but she lives because i said so. diego shows up and finds her, freaks out at first but is relieved that she’s fine. he manages to get her to wake up and she tells him that klaus was there. he was hurt, very very hurt, but he got away. she doesn’t know where he went, he crawled through the vent, and he’s gone, diego. you need to find him - he needs a hospital. ahem anyway) ben thinks on these things and it never takes him long to get disgusted looking at it because it contains, in a way, their family. and he thinks he knows the answers. he gets to a point where he decides he wouldn’t be upset if they never had to see those jackasses again. his loyalties lie with klaus, after 13 years together there’s no way they wouldnt be. and if doing what’s best for klaus, doing what makes klaus happy, is staying right where they’ve found themselves than he can deal with it. that’s where he ends up anyway but its definitely not a quick or easy point to reach. he’s there for every battle, all the days of marching, watching klaus kill people and knowing how badly it’s affecting his brother and yet he doesn’t stop. he doesn’t pull back without orders, doesn’t put his gun down until he knows his squad is safe. and that fierceness grows as he gets closer to dave. ben doesn’t know what to think of dave at first, probably doesn’t trust him - knowing every man klaus has ever found attractive or had a “relationship” with before - but ben literally watches this - admittedly handsome - soldier boy fall in love with klaus, and klaus with him. ben witnesses the disco. the private conversation - from a distance, he’s doesn’t feel quite right listening in and he can still see them. the way they look at each other. how gently dave approaches every moment with klaus - the hand on his cheek, their first kiss (which he WILL tease klaus about later) when they head back to the hotel that was booked for all the guys for r&r, ben decides to wander saigon instead because he’s pretty sure he knows where things are going to go considering klaus and dave are roommates (oh my god they were roommates) by the time he gets back they’re both passed out (in the same bed. as he expected) from that day forward klaus is happy, genuinely happy in a way ben can’t remember him ever being, and dave has of course gained ben’s full approval (especially when klaus tells dave about the ghosts and dave believes him. even turns to where klaus is pointing at ben and tells ben that he’s happy that klaus has at least one good sibling, that he’s happy to know ben is there. when dave knows ben is there he always greets him. it’s not anything that grand really but it means a lot to ben. and when klaus finally tells him about the time travel, a little later on, dave believes him then too. said it made sense because he always thought there was no way someone as incredible as klaus could’ve come from the same place as he himself - let alone the same time. it never seemed to.. fit) SO ben is a fan. and he stays by both their sides - keeping them alive as best he can - along with a few other ghosts who are coherent, previous members of the 173rd, who pass things on to ben when klaus is too high. they talk, as long as no one but dave is around - dave who adapts pretty easily to klaus holding a whole conversation with someone he can’t see or hear. and ben.. stays ben. the only thing being in the war really changes is the way he views their siblings and he now has one other live person that he can “talk” to. eventually, almost 11 months in, they find out they’re getting sent to the frontlines. even closer to the danger. and klaus has a bad feeling. this is when ben brings up the briefcase again, hesitantly, and before klaus goes off reminds him that they could take dave with them. if he wanted to go. klaus can return to their time, to relative safety, and still have dave. it’s no longer a ‘one or the other’ situation. all they have to do is get dave to say ‘yes’. he says it very quickly of course (if you think i’d let dave die you’re out of your goddamn mind) he can be tough and feral when he needs to be, when pushed if klaus is in danger but he isn’t a killer, he doesn’t want to be a killer, he wants out. but he also wants a life with klaus and while they talked about going back to the states in.. well.. dave’s time and getting a little house and all that - doing that in 2019 sounds much better. especially after the night klaus told him softly about how things were different for lgbtq+ people, how they could hold hands and be as out as they wanted. get married. adopt. all things dave spent his whole life believing he’d never be allowed to have. so they do it - right then. klaus pulls out the briefcase and they gather the few things they wanted to keep and in a bright light they’re gone. (maybe they said something, or goodbye, to each squadmate before leaving. maybe they didnt and it hurt but if they waited around to get through everyone it would be too late to run) AND OH!! they take the ghost soldiers with them / the ghost soldiers find them in 2019, because i’m a slut for klaus having good ghosts, friend ghosts, who - even if they died horribly, are still the same person they were alive. and maybe sometimes they look like their deaths and sometimes they can look normal - ben teaching the soldiers how to be ghosts?? including how to appear as you were; whole, no holes or blood or missing limbs or chunks of head blown off. they’re all grateful and so is klaus. tho listen: he still gets high because i fucking said so - however, at least until the world is saved, he sticks to cigarettes and - for sleeping purposes - pot, dave does as well. because dave isnt a square. maybe he sticks to that path afterwards. maybe not. i for one support everything except 100% sobriety 100% of the time in this instance anyway: later on when klaus can make ben corporeal for any amount of time he wants ben tells their siblings about the real life romantic drama he got to watch close up, from their first meeting all the way to the return to 2019. he also mentions a lot of things about the war, the sights and sounds of senseless murder - something their brother and his boyfriend were forced to take part in - the wounds they had to deal with, heal through. klaus and dave definitely have some scars. the fear. and that’s after telling them about hazel and cha cha and the almost two days they had klaus and nobody noticed. (maybe klaus lets his siblings meet the other soldiers, maybe not. maybe he lets them wander the mansion corporeal to scare the shit out of people. who knows) ben wants to make their siblings feel bad. he wants them to hurt and feel guilty. it’s the very least they deserve he thinks, when it’s all said and done. he hasn’t been able to say anything to them for 13 years and he’s got a lot of things built up - but gotta say, the last year (five-ish days?? starting at ep.1) have really taken the whole goddamn cake. klaus is embarrassed and shocked and actually quite touched that little benny is really going feral for the first time - though he keeps trying to tell him none of it is a big deal. he doesnt like confrontation. dave however is extremely pleased by the whole thing. klaus kept saying he and ben would get along if they ever got to meet and he was right. ben had, with a serious face, dubbed them the klaus hargreeves love & protection squad (bc dave doesnt know what the fuck even a ‘meem’ is yet) and that’s that. they make up a handshake and everything. klaus has never felt so loved.

aaand eventually klaus and dave and ben (because of course he’s invited) do get that little house away from the city - someplace with few to no ghosts. someplace they can make their home. they make sure it has a room they can make up for ben even though he doesnt sleep (he still deserves his own space. a place to get away from them if he wants. somewhere to put his books and such. ben doesnt get emotional about that at all. absolutely not.) and they get pets and klaus gardens and ben reads books about gardening so he can help and dave works (mechanic is always a good time. or bookstore owner!! coffee shop?? listen. those may or may not be my favorite aus) and maybe the siblings get to visit and maybe they mend things and bond or whatever idk THE POINT IS:: Ben is a good brother and i think the idea of him going through vietnam with klaus is interesting and if someone with more ideas/thoughts ever wrote this i would be on that like cheese on broccoli honestly. THE SECOND POINT IS:: Klaus and Dave deserve to be happy and have the life they dreamed about together and if they shared their home with anyone it would be the Bentacles SO… OKAY… that definitely did it’s own thing but i really really genuinely love thinking about what those months would have been like with ben there - what he would have thought or said or done about things yknow?? and how that would have affected klaus/changed things. i didnt give a lot of examples in this because my brain didn’t want to stay on track (as if it ever does) but it’s 1:30 in the morning and im so fucking tired lsdfd;lk if you actually read this.. first of all: im sorry. second of all: thank you. and literally if anyone ever wrote something about this topic (not like.. this post specifically, just the ben in vietnam plot) and nobody important dies i’ll love you and give you a lil smooch on the noggin s m ooch. smooches. you know who likes smooches?? klaus. you know who deserves smooches?? klaus. you know who’s getting smooches?? THAT’S RIGHT. KLAUS. because dave has a degree in giving them and he can’t let that education go to waste amiright??

this post.. may or may not have been brought to you by wine as well..

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#ben hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #dave katz #klave #mytuaposts

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acidmatze · 4 years ago

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I said “I wont elaborate” under my Gojou is autistic blurb earlier but that was because it was 3am and now its not and im more or less conscious (Awake would be an overstatement) and my need to overshare is as big as my brain telling me not to because my words dont make any sense anyyway (Unstoppable force VS unmoveable object)

This isnt meta or an analysis its just me screaming excitedly into the void while i wait for my headphones to charge so i can leave the house (music blocks out noises)

So why would I say he is autistic in the first place? Because I can. “Oh but he doesnt seem autistic hes so open and extroverted and talkative” Bruh, if i would have to list all extroverted, talkative, open autistic people i know we would still be sitting here tomorrow. Autistic = introverted, quiet and shy is a false equivalency and we should bury it. Anyway, I wouldnt have thought of him as autistic too until i read how everyone else around him (sometimes including the reader) reacts to him. How they describe him and I realised that this didnt match up at all with what I was perceiving. And then i realised that people used to perceive me exactly the same way as they perceive Gojou now. The reason they now view me differently is 1. I avoid people out of fear 2. I did years of therapy and introspection and think i have the worst mistakes under control now. NTs are really picky with what behaviours they accept and when and seriously i still dont know what their deal is, just chill out. I am still consciously choosing different dialogue options than i normally would but those would piss people off for reasons i can only vaguely understand. Gojou meanwhile doesnt limit himself like that, he does what many of us really want and just says whatever. Hes still respected cuz hes the strongest sorcerer while when i would say whatever i naturally would people would beat the shit out of me. (Catch me throwing hands with Barbara in the soup aisle because i let her know that her coat is hideous. After all, if people are allowed to openly and loudly tell me that the way i look is weird then i should be allowed to tell people that their fashion sense sucks. At least their choice is deliberate while i can do very little about my face)

Okay back on track. Gojou actually sucks at communicating. But he has enough self-esteem to not care. If they dont get him they dont get him and those who will, will. People would perceive him differently if he wouldnt suck. He sucks at communcating empathy He sucks at communicating his thoughts and intentions He sucks at communicating his emotions He only sucks at this in the eyes of many neurotypicals, mind you. My autistic bff and me understood him plenty. (Pls dont ask me what he Actually means cuz i just cannot put it into words. If i could i would have more friends cuz i wouldnt suck at communicating too) Somehow his use of metaphors stroke some people as odd which stroke me as odd cuz many people do that to help others or themselves understand complex issues better. But apparently when he does it its wrong? Maybe because you need to know the source of the metaphor? I dunno. Probably. I think if he opens his mouth to say something you only get roughly 50-60% of the actual message. The emotions, true intentions and everything else is left behind cuz shits hard to communicate, especially when your mind has a million thoughts at once and everything is happening so much. Its something you just learn to live with eventually. Some start overexplaining, some dont realise that the other party doesnt get the entire message and some dont care. I mostly overexplain, Gojou doesnt care. Its like youre getting only raw data and data isnt the most emotional stuff ever, right? (Unless youre a nerd like me and get Very Emotional over raw space data because SPACE IS BEAUTIFUL, MAN) I forgot what else i wanted to say because

Unlimited Void just reads like a sensory overload. Someone should trap me in there and I would probably say it feels like a regular Tuesday. The entire eye thing reads like either constant sensory overload or having shitty eyesight or both. (As someone who has both..... both) I have to block out sounds and Gojou has to block out sight, understandable. Sight is the sense we take in the most with so i can imagine that gets overloaded the fastest, especially when you see more than regular people do. (Sometimes it DOES feel like we see more than everyone else. Maybe we do? Who knows) Like yesterday i went absolutely ballistic in the supermarket cuz they changed their entire layout and colour scheme and its already a big and noisy and overwhelming store to begin with and the new layout made everything even worse. New things sucks. They make me anxious. Unless i want them. Years before i was only able to enter a store with music on and blocking out every other noise and dont even attempt to talk to me Im focussing on not loosing my shit over all the other senses being overloaded. Now i learned to suppress the shutdown until im back home so i can loose my shit there. Have you ever seen everything at once? Heard everything at once? If youre NT you maybe say yes but i would say nah you havent. If you would you would loose your shit, you wouldnt even know what to do anymore, you would probably either lie down on the floor screaming or shut down completely and not do anything, because just breathing is now taking all energy. There is nothing because there is everything. Yeah sounds like Unlimited Void to me, if you ask me.

I forgot every other reason i had because what is Taking Notes So You Can Remember Later, theres only one impulse after another cuz ADHD. (They too see and hear and notice everything at once) This is a jumbled mess, have fun

#should i tag it.......?#no im afraid of angry people coming at me #i dont know how to deal with that #jjk #whoops i gave it One Tag that should be enough #im not a meta writer anyway so it doesnt really matter #good thing im not a meta writer im not eloquent enough for that #blablabla

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kaz11283 · 4 years ago

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It took me forever just to sit down and write this. Not gonna lie I hit a rock straight up, but if yall just bear with me through this part at least we will be back to smooth sailing. It’s just been such a rough week with everything going on around the world. Let’s use this as an escape even if it is just for a little bit. I’m gonna start kinda having a certain day of the week when I release stuff, right now I am thinking maybe Tuesday and Friday? Still bouncing things off in my head, but that will give me a time frame and give yall a day when to expect something. Much love, and thank you to everyone that has started following this journey with me and has followed, liked, and reblogged! I don’t know what I would do without the support and I am loving the feedback and I am over the moon by what recognition I have gotten. It’s not big but every little thing makes me feel so special and I am so happy that I am getting to share a piece of me with all of yall!!!

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Best Friends

Chapter 4

You 17, Sam 18, Dean 21

“He’s gone y/n,” Bobby said walking into the living room where you had taken up residence on the couch since you had gotten the call from John two days before. “He wouldn’t want you sulking around here like you are. He would want you to get up off this couch and at least go take a shower.” He popped the top on the beer he had in his hand and gave it to you.

“Uncle Bobby you know I don’t drink that stuff.” You said pushing it away. You wrapped the blanket around you tighter. “It just surprises me, ya know? Everything that man has fought in his life, every monster, creature, everything and the man dies in a freakin car accident.”

“Fate has a weird scene of humor sometimes. He was a good hunter, damn good brother, and a pretty ok father. He did raise a pretty smart girl if you ask me, course I don’t know where you got it from. Probably your mother’s side of the family along with her looks.” He said leaning back and pulling you to his chest. “I would love to tell you that it gets better, that the pain just slowly goes away until it’s not there anymore but it doesn’t. You just learn to get use to it. Some days are easier to get through than others, somedays it won’t even cross your mind, but you’re gonna have your bad days and on those days is when you’re gonna need to talk, let someone help.” He said kissing the top of your head and getting up to stretch. “But really, go take a shower, I think that your funk is starting to seep into the couch. Might have to burn it and get another one.”

“No! I like this couch. Its broken in just right. Besides a new couch would just throw the whole room off, we would have to paint, get all new furniture, probably throw away a lot of your junk. It just wouldn’t work out with a new one.” You got up and collected your blankets. “Thank you Uncle Bobby for being here, helping raise me, teach me, letting me stay here when you didn’t have to. Your probably the best thing that’s happened to me.” You said leaning up and kissing the old man on the cheek before you walked up the stairs.

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You woke to voices down stairs in the kitchen and the smell of bacon and coffee, your uncle didn’t normally cook unless-

You bolted up out of bed and hightailed it down stairs to see your favorite family sitting at the table idly chit chatting with Bobby. “Sammy! Dean!” The two large men stood up and gave you a hug squeezing you between them like a sandwich. “Oh I missed yall so much!” You through your arms around both of their necks pulling them down to your level and squishing their cheeks to yours.

“Hey sweetheart, how you holdin’ up?” John asked bending down to give you a hug. You had somehow managed to weasel your way into the eldest Winchesters heart when you was young running around with Sam and Dean causing trouble.

“I’m doin good John. It makes it a little easier knowing that he didn’t hurt, ya know. It was quick.” You shrugged taking your seat between the two brothers.

You all sat and ate breakfast talking about the latest hunt that the guys had been on, hearing John talk about hunts with your dad, listening to Bobby rant about having to bandage up the both of them more times than he cared to. It had started out as a good day.

“So Sammy, any plans after you finally finish school?” You asked over you cup of coffee.

“Yes and no. I don’t know what I really want to do yet. I got my acceptance letter from Stanford the other day but we haven’t really discussed it any further.” Sam said looking down.

“Sammy here wants to be a lawyer.” John laughed. “Of all things. Been training the boy his whole life to hunt and now he wants to throw it all away for a ‘higher education’.” John rolled his eyes.

“What’s wrong with that? I got accepted into KCU working on getting my RN.” You asked raising an eyebrow at the man. “He doesn’t wanna follow the family business I don’t see where that’s a problem. Besides, then you would have someone to get both your asses outta trouble if need be.”

“Y/n you always knew you didn’t wanna do this-“

“But Sammy did. I think he should have a little bit of a say so in his future.” You said leaning back and crossing your arms in front of you. “Don’t worry Sammy, I’ll come visit you on weekends.”

“So you got accepted to KCU and didn’t tell me yet?” Bobby asked trying to change the subject.

“Well a lot of stuff has happened since I got the letter. Honestly I didn’t think I was gonna get in, I didn’t turn in all my stuff till last minute.” KCU had only been a pipe dream for you, going into the medical field was kind of an easy choice; you had stitched, bandaged, and pulled out bullets from more than one hunter that had come through Bobby’s door on many occasions.

“So a collage girl now?” Dean said winking at you.

“Gross no, you’re my brother.” You wrinkled your nose and made a disgusted look at him

“Ew NO! Not you! Trust me I’ve already seem more of you than I ever care about seeing-“ That earned a hard glare from both John and Bobby to both of you.

“Shut up Dean.”

“Like the time we had stayed out all night drinkin and went skinny dippin in the lake.”

“Shut up Dean.”

“Or the time that we had the bet that you wouldn’t walk out on the field during homecoming and moon everyone.” Bobby crossed his arms, you hadn’t told him the reason you had been suspended from school that week

“Dean, I will hit you so hard that your kids will feel it.”

“Or the time-” You punched him hard “OW!” He grabbed his arm holding it while Sam busted out laughing.

“There are certain things that you don’t say Dean.” You stared at him with wide eyes. “Like the time that you begged me to come get you from whats her names house at like three in the morning so that you wouldn’t get caught sneaking back into the hotel that we were staying at, or the time that we had to get Sam to cover for us because we snuck out to go to that party, or ho-”

“OK! Grounded, both of you. Till further notice.” Bobby pointed at you and Dean.

“I’m 21 Bobby!” Dean yelled looking at his dad for help, John simply shrugged his shoulders.

“Your joking me? Uncle Bobby, you’ve never grounded me before!”

“Well y/n there’s a first time for everything. Seems like I just didn’t’ know that you need to be grounded all the time.” Bobby said shaking his head.

“Well thanks for taking the pressure off me guys.” Sam said draping his arm around the back of your chair laughing.

“Sam, watch it, I’m sure you had your help in something too with these two bad influences around.” John warned.

~~~

The next week was spent going over information about the hunt the boys were about to do, gun training, and hanging out with the boys. With them getting older they werent able to come around as much as they use to so when you were together you made the most of your time. Sam had decided to hang back and go over some more books of Bobby's while you and Dean went for burgers.

"When are you gonna start huntin with us y/n?" Dean asked looking over his burger.

"Dean, we've went over this. I'm better behind a book looking up lore, or with a needle and thread in my hand. I dont do field work. I dont like having to chop heads or burn bodies."

"Your good with any weapon put in your hand, your freakin awesome at fighting. I'm just sayin I ever have to go off on my own your the first one I would call." He shrugged.

"Well I guess I'm lucky that you'll have Sammy then right?" You said whipping off your hands. "But you ever need any research done I'm your girl."

"Sammy's going to collage. Hes getting out." Dean said looking down. "I act all butt hurt and upset that hes leaving but I'm not, not really. I'm actually really proud. Proud of him and you. You both did something that I never imagined could happen."

"But I'm going to collage to learn how to help people when they get attacked Dean, I wouldnt say that was 'getting out'."

"But when this is over and you decide you dont wanna do this anymore you'll have a fall back. Sammy is going to be a lawyer, what can I do? I'm good at killing things."

"You can be a professional hunter," he snorted "ummm, oh, or a gun salesman, or a secret agent." You laughter with him on that one. "Hunters lives is a whole lie anyways I think you could pull it off. Wear a suit, woo a girl." You raised your eyebrows at him.

"Whatever. Let's go home, I heard theres a Hatchetman marathon tonight. Think we could get Sam to join us like old times?"

"I'll grab the snacks." You said throwing your arm around his middle.

~~~~~

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seduceme-lovestruck-thearcana · 5 years ago

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So...that coma AU @megatraven....it got me crying in the club and my mind was automatically like “writing??” and I asked and I’m so happy you said yes. It only took me like 2 hours?? Some last night and 2 hours right now so I hope you like it! I actually do like this one lol. And also tagging @tarinthegay18 lol.

They thought it was right. They thought like it was the right action. They thought destroying Heras artifact was the right decision. But it wasn’t and they would take it back in a heartbeat. MC was put into a coma. As soon as they knew she was in a coma, they were heartbroken. But what made it worse was the fact that they blamed themself. They visited her everyday. They never changed routine. People asked why and they still ask why. The answer is always the same and they say it with no hesitation.

“Because I love her.”

That answer usually made people feel so emotional. Their voice is so raw and it almost sounds like they’re about to cry, and they usually are very close to breaking down. For almost 2 months straight, they stayed by her side. They never left her. Only leaving to get clothes, take a shower, or eat. That was it. They were always by her side because it’s what they promised. They promised to be by her side no matter what, and this was them keeping it. Even if they didn’t promise it, they would be there no matter what. They loved her and that love was pure and they couldn’t help but want to be there and stay by her side.

Aphrodite wept as well. She would visit from time to time when she had the time and when she could. It took her a long while to be able to face Alex and to see MC in her coma. Even if she looks like she’s sleeping and will wake up soon, everyone knows it’s not true. It was a hard fact for Aphrodite and Alex to accept. Aphrodite considered MCs mothers death as one of her greatest failures. But now, sitting here with her child at her side crying and their emotional state being like this, and seeing the child of her dear friend that she loved so much (and who Aphrodite loved so much), it was another one of her failures. She feels almost more guilty than Alex does. She feels like she should’ve done so much more to prevent it from going that far. It hurts her for a long time, and it’s why she does everything in her power to somehow wake her up.

She can’t stand seeing Alex weeping when they think no one is looking and to see MC suffer like that. She just can’t.

But it wasn’t working. But Alex didn’t stop. It wasn’t until Aphrodite and Hades came down to them one time and talked with them. Actually talked. No one talked at first because they knew they wouldnt. Everyone knew that no matter what they said at the time, Alex wouldn’t be able to handle it and wouldn’t listen. But it had been half a year, and they were ready to listen, even if they didn’t like it. Aphrodite and Hades said how they should get back to their normal life. They didn’t have to move on and love someone else, they should just take control at H.E.R.A again and be able to live again.

They both knew Alex wouldn’t like it, but all three of them knew it’s what they had to do. So, it’s what they did. They returned to “normal” life. However, everyone noticed the emptiness in their eyes. They missed the person they could do normal life with. They lived a long time without her, but finally getting her and loving her and receiving love in return, and suddenly losing her? It put more salt in the wound. It hurt so bad and it showed even if they tried to hide it. However, they never stopped visiting her. They loved her and even if they returned to “normal” life it wasn’t normal if they didn’t at least visit her everyday.

They would even talk to her sometimes. They would wait until everyone left the room to do it. Not out of embarrassment, but because they only wanted to talk to her. They knew she couldn’t hear them, but it helped them. They’d talk about things that happened in their day and how they miss her so much. They always finished it with “I love you. I’ll be back tomorrow, I promise.” Plus, sometimes when they missed her so much, they wouldn’t sleep at their apartment. They’d sleep at her room in the hospital because they just need to see her, and they wanted to be by her side just in case she did wake up. They just...miss her so much.

And when they see Josh it hurts even more. They know MC and Josh are close and the fact that what they did took her away from Josh ruins them even more. Josh never blamed Alex and he knows that Alex loves MC and would never hurt her at all. It’s why he visited her almost everyday as well. He missed her. He and MC lost their mother and it hurt them so bad, and it still does. So now seeing her like that, it reopened wounds and made some more. But everyone held hope. They always hoped that she would come back. Everyone knew she was strong and how she stood up to Zeus himself. If she could that, she would wake up.

And don’t even start about Zeus. Alex can’t help but blame him as well. They knew it wouldn’t have happened if Zeus didn’t start all of this mess about her having Heras reincarnation. But Alex couldn’t hate him, because they did see the sadness in his eyes. He may have wanted Hera back...but seeing how his actions caused all of this, he regretted it. He didn’t want to hurt one of his own kind and hurt the goddess herself. Plus, it hurt one of his own brothers. A king should care for his people, right? He eventually broke out of his want for Hera. Seeing Alex and everyone like this, it got to him and hurt him as well. He gathered everyone one day and ordered for them to somehow find information or think of ways to wake her up. He acts tough and like he always does, but he does show concern and sympathy for her.

He even called Alex to Olympus one day, but they didn’t go, so he went to them. He saw MC and he saw how Alex was clinging to her hand and couldn’t let go, and he saw that spark of anger in their eyes when they looked at him. Plus, it makes Zeus really think of his actions that happened 10 years ago as well. Shutting down H.E.R.A, MCs mothers death, everyone weeping, and now...he repeated the cycle. He caused it once again. But he didn’t let it get to him. His pride was too high. He apologized to Alex and MC even if she didn’t hear him. He also apologized for MCs moms death. Alex was surprised at that, but they felt some kind of ease when he did apologize. But on some late nights, Zeus felt so bad. He ruined someone’s life because he wanted to fix his, even when it was his fault it was ruined in the first place. But it didn’t stop him. He pushed those feelings aside and continues to ignore them.

After everything went down, after every apology, after everyone wept and tried to return to normal life, it had been a year and a half. But Alex never stopped. Neither did anyone else. But then...a miracle happened. Alex was at the hospital beside MC one day. They weren’t giving up, they never would, but they were in despair this night. They were in an emotion that they couldn’t describe. They whispered, “if you’re there at all...please do something.” And to their surprise, the hand that they clutched everyday suddenly squeezed. It was a little squeeze but it still was a squeeze. They let out a gasp and squeezed back. “MC? Please, come back to me!” Their desperation was obvious but they didn’t care. She responded. It was the most she responded in a year. She then let out a little groan and squeezed their hand once more.

Before they knew it, tears were rolling down their cheeks. They prayed that this was not a little tease from the gods themselves. Not just a little slice of her responding but slipping back into the coma. But when the tears overtook their eyes and it was all blurry, they still noticed her brown eyes opening and looking straight at them. “Alex...” she whispered out hoarsely. They let out a choked sob not able to hold back their emotion. MC managed the strength and pulled her hand away and put it on their cheek, wiping the tears away with her thumb. They then noticed tears down her face as well. “Don’t cry, baby. I’m here now. It’s all okay,” she told them, sobs coming out of her throat as well. They smiled and held her hand against their cheek, turning their face to kiss her palm. They then looked back at her and finally told her everything.

“I never left you. I knew you would wake back up. Gods, I’m so happy, MC. You’re here and you’re gonna be okay, I can’t believe it,” they rambled on. MC listened to everything they said, holding on to every word. She noticed all of the emotion in their voice and she felt it all. All her memories suddenly came back at her. She then felt guilt. She didn’t even know how long she was gone, but she knew she was gone long. She cried even more. “I’m so sorry. It wasn’t your fault, Alex. It wasn’t,” she told them with no hesitation or doubt in her voice. They shook their head. They wanted to believe her, but they couldn’t. It would take them so long to actually believe that. But it didn’t matter right now. She was here and alive and talking and being okay. They cried but pulled away and she looked at them confused. “I’m getting the doctor. They have to check on you, okay? But I’ll be right back and stay here the whole time. I’ll never leave you,” they told her as they leaned down and kissed her forehead. They left the room to get the doctor and the doctor looked at MC with such surprise.

They didn’t think she’d make it back. They didn’t know MC like everyone else did and they all had doubt, but she did it. She was back. Alex knew she would be back and would wait by her side as long as it took. Even if it took her years, they wouldn’t leave and they wouldn’t stop loving her. Aphrodite didn’t stop loving MCs mom after she was gone, so they could never stop loving MC. It’s how love works and they learned it when they saw Aphrodite weeping when MCs mother died. She still hasn’t forgotten her and still loves her and still wants her back, her love never died. And so they knew when they found someone, their love wouldn’t die either and it didn’t. They loved her the whole time and still do and are so happy.

Aphrodite was the next person to come down. She didn’t even wait. She teleported down, excitement and relief pouring out on to her face. But she knew she couldn’t compare to the amount her child felt. She immediately reached for Alex and hugged them with all of her strength. And she promised MC that when she was better she would do the same. Hug her as hard as she could. She even let out a few tears of relief and joy at seeing MC have a smile on her face. MC cried as well. May and Josh came in next. Crying before they even saw MCs face. Josh may have not been for the gods since his mothers death, but he thanked every one of them for this blessing. This blessing of having his sister back. May cried and thanked everyone to have her best friend back. “MC, you’re okay! My best friends okay!” She shouted. Everyone in the room smiled. And then Hades joined. He may not have cried, but everyone noticed how rigid he was and the tightness in his jaw. He was holding it in, but no one said anything. They believed if they did say something he might actually cry. But not of sadness...of relief. It was the emotion everyone was feeling. And he saw the glow that was surrounding Alex and everyone saw how happy they were and the bounce in their step.

After she got better and was finally released for the hospital, the wedding planning was continued. It all continued like normal. The only difference was that Zeus didn’t say anything. He didn’t intervene, he didn’t do anything. He couldn’t bring that pain back to Olympus. He knew how everyone felt and how everyone was crushed and how he caused it. He had to admit, at that time, he was a terrible king. So, he let it happened. He even smiled at Alex and MCs wedding and he didn’t see her as Hera. He saw her as MC and that’s what made MC happy as well. Plus, it happened near MCs moms grave.

Hades swore he saw someone in the corner of his eye and when he looked at a seat next to Aphrodite, he saw the back of a woman with her hair with a fancy braid in it and a white dress on. He noticed that she looked at Aphrodite and smiled, but Aphrodite didn’t look at her. She didn’t even know she was there. The woman whispered something to Aphrodite and smiled once more. Then suddenly, the woman turned around and looked at Hades. She looked him straight in the eye and he knew that face straight away. It was Melody. She was there watching her daughter with a proud smile on her face, but now she was visiting her friends and smiling at them as well. Suddenly, within a blink of an eye, she was gone, but with another blink, she was in front of the god himself. He stared but didn’t say anything. He couldn’t, he couldn’t bring himself to. She just smiled at him and whispered once more. “I love you.” He also noticed the tears forming in her eyes with her smile. It was pained, but she was happy. He nodded back at her and closed his eyes, trying to keep everything in. He opened them and also saw Melody next to Josh, whispering once more, whispering those words. She kissed him on the cheek as well causing Josh to pause in his conversation. He shook his head and continued to talk. She then went to MC and Alex talking and laughing together. She smiled at them and kissed MC on her cheek and kissed Alex on their cheek as well. It caused them both confusion but they smiled and waved it off.

It was joy all around. Not just for the living, but for the dead as well. He looked at her and noticed the happiness in her face and the slight glow on her body. But after she was done visiting the people she loved, she turned to Aphrodite and blew a kiss with a wave and did the same to Hades. Then she slowly faded away, back to the Heavens where she belonged. Back to where no one would hurt her and where she would be safe and could watch over everyone she loved. It put Hades at peace and filled him with love once again. He kept it to himself, but he knew everyone felt it in the room.

It was a blessfull evening with joy and love from everyone. Everyone was finally glad that MC was awaken and happy that Alex was finally alive again and would continue that way. And he promised that no one would interfere with their life again, even if he somehow has to fight against everyone. He wouldn’t let their life be ruined again.

Okay so...this is it!! I’m actually proud of it!! I couldn’t help but include the part of MCs mother being there at the wedding and seeing everyone. I just couldn’t help it ;-;. But yeah I hope y’all liked this because I did! I literally didn’t sleep at night. I only slept until like 4 am and didn’t go back to sleep but the good thing about my orchestra teacher is that he doesn’t mind if we miss the meetings! He’s that cool teacher and I love him and that’s all. I hope you enjoyed this reading and cried like I almost did. But yeah!

I’m writing some other fics as well. One of that Ares AU in my other post AND the one of MCs mother singing for MC and how MC listener to it as a coping mechanism. Yeah. Bye for now! Also, with the “I love you” stated to Hades, irs not as in romantic love. It’s as in she loves him as best friend ya know?? She just loves him and Aphrodite and had to remind them.

#afk #alex cyprin #astoria fates kiss alex #astoria fates kiss #my writing #I really was sad about this #but I liked writing it and I hope you liked it as well #I got very carried away with this idea if you can’t tell👀#buT YEAH #HOPE YOU LIKED IT #And im tagging the other person with Meg because they reblogged Megs post and said they’d like to see it #so yh #tagging you as well bby😘.#but yeah bYE

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dearburningorenji · 6 years ago

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Ren crushing on you HCs

Considering the agency doesn’t allow romance, I always found it fun to think about if Ren seriously fell head over heels for someone enough to break the rules for them. This is the just the initial crush phase for now because it got looong

- first of all theres no denying the boys take their idol careers 2000% seriously and know that love is forbidden no matter how strongly they might feel for someone but

- we also know how capable they are of feelings that strong and just imAGINE Ren catching those feelings and the more he spends time with you the more he realises ‘oh’ hes falling for you BAD

- i mean we all know that he’s always harping on about love and has something sweet to say to just about anyone he fancies

- but i have shining live and what i’ve read about the games to back me up on this when i say that, if Ren seriously fell in love with someone like he’s always wanted to deep down, boy is done for

- you pique his interest in a way that you only can, whether you’re total opposites or have a lot in common

- your humour and the way you react to his teasing or flirtatious (but friendly) comments, whether it catches you off guard or you fire right back with a response of your choosing, it’s an interaction that leaves an impression on him

- he gives you a nickname oh my god

- his fondness only grows every time he sees you, he’s falling and at first he hardly notices

- but at the slight chance that he might get to see you again, he just feels...butterflies??? when was the last time he felt this nervous/excited about seeing someone?

- but everything about you just makes his heart soAR like the way your eyes light up when you talk about that thing you’re obsessed with?? your smile??? your LAUGH??? whether a giggle slips out or a full blown, red-faced, teary eyed, no-sound-coming-out-because-you’re-laughing-so-hard moment his heart just SIngs

- bonus points if he makes you smile or laugh he thinks he’s actually going to die what have you don e to him

- like he wouldnt know what to do he’d act all cool and collected around you but the whole time hes screaming internally

- if you notice something about him or offer a compliment he would think about it all day like you could compliment his socks and he’s still replaying that moment over and over in his head and masato calls him out several times during practice for spacing out or making a silly mistake more often than normal

- speaking of which jinguji aint slick just about everyone in starish can tell somethings up even if he thinks he does a good job at hiding it

- at this point he just brushes it off like no big deal right? he’ll get over it

- THINK AGAIN

- he takes his idol career super seriously as they all do, so the fact that you’re occupying his thoughts so much says a lot

- he normally doesn’t like to wear his heart on his sleeve but when it comes to you, there’s no hiding the way his eyes soften despite his usual smirk when he spots you across the room, lingering on you too long so that you catch him right as he looks away

- it may or may not be to hide the pinkness that is definitely not forming on his cheeks o h

- smooth, jinguji

- his ears prick up at the sound of your voice, you could be in a group of people or in the crowd at one of his concerts you’re the only person in the room as far as hes concerned

- speaking of concerts iF HE SPOTTED YOU IN THE CROWD AT A CONCERT oH LORDY

- he’s already singing and dancing his heart out the boys are always energetic and having the time of their lives on stage, but anyone paying particularly close attention can see the extra brightness of Ren’s smile, the way his eyes seem to just LIGHT UP, how he exerts himself that much more and puts everything he has into every movement

- he fills the auditorium to the brim with those blessed vocal chords like this is the last performance of his life

- the fact that you came all this way just to see him (or all of starish, but he likes the first option better) he feels like his heart will EXPLODE what have you done to him?!

- because if there’s anything that Ren could love more than expressing his passionate and authentic self on stage and his gratitude to the fans who love him, it’s all of that + the person of his dreams watching him in his element and showing them who he really is UGGDGDG

- hes normally oozing confidence and producing roses tuxedo mask style but when it comes to you, he wants to do something more meaningful

- because at this point he realises he’s probably screwed and he may as well get to know you better but i mean thats alright no big dea-

- WRONG

- he always wants to talk to you and learn more about you without being too forward, but he has insecurities he’d rather ignore but cant help it he’s just never felt this way about anyone before???

- but he pays extra attention to you and the things you say, so that he can give you a more personal gift you would appreciate

- im crying he genuinely wants to make you happy and do something for you because it’s the least he can do if he can’t love you

- he feels like it’s selfish to want all of your attention but even just for a second he would hold onto that moment for dear life

- he’s so nervous about what to get you and whether you’ll like it o w

- is pairing the gift with a massive bouquet of roses too much?

- when he does give you something that touches your heart, the way your expression brightens from surprise to positively beaming with gratitude Ren’s just about ready to hand you his heart at this point

- his own heart just SWELLS knowing he made you that happy

- it would get to the point that he’s fallen so hard that it practically huRts

- seeing you and not being able to have you because not only is it risking his career and everything he and the others have worked for, it would make your life difficult to be involved with an idol and in the public eye

- the only benefit of these feelings driving Ren absolutely mad would be that he’s inspired to incorporate them into his songs

- and poetry because some things are just too personal

- he’d write songs about you without you even realising

- he has a way of making it not obvious that it’s about a particular person, much like the lyrics of his other songs

- but there’s an extra added sense of vulnerability, a more heartfelt side to them they almost feel like a personal love letter

- which, after the songs he’s already done, is saying a lot

- Ren’s in deep somebody help him!!!!

#ren jinguji #ren jinguji headcanons #headcanons #hcs #crush headcanons #crush hcs #utapri #uta no prince sama #utapri hcs #utapri crush hcs

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cryptidofthekeys · 6 years ago

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Jameson Jackson x Tiny!Reader

Tag List: @tiny-yan-anon | @dapper-boi-protection-squad | @clanwarrior-tumbly

@imagine-ego-trash Some of you have been waiting for such a long time and for that I apologize!

Jameson was wandering around the house like usual, trying to ignore all the chaos going on... This household could be so noisy sometimes, usually he didn't mind that much but for once it was getting on his nerves. He wasn't alone however... Well he probably didn't know that much but you were in fact sick of all this noise yourself, way to pick a household full of a bunch of rowdy noisy people. You sighed, now this would be a risky move since the people who owned this house didn't...exactly know you were there nor did they know you were...tiny, but anything to get away from the loud noises would work for you, you decided to follow the one who was always silent. He had never spoken a word but he did use his hands a lot, most likely sign language, he must not be able to speak, part of you wondered why but the other part didn't think asking would be a good idea not to mention it could be a touchy subject. You had followed him all the way into his room, gasping slightly at what you saw... His room was black and white, it looked like a really old... well silent-film sorta style, it was oddly calming and pleasing to look at. You decided to explore around since it seemed the other was preoccupied with something, you noticed a pumpkin with a cute drawn on mustache, it looked rather adorable actually! You then saw a whiteboard which of course he must've used just in case someone didn't understand his sign language. There was a tea set, a few films that must've dated way back before well... most everyone's time, at least it was before everyone in this household's time, he even had one of those old Phonographs! Surprisingly it was quiet and relaxing in here, more so than anywhere else in this house, you were about to find a hiding spot before you heard someone snap their fingers, which instantly made you freeze in fear... Oh god... Did... You slowly but surely turned around and sure enough there he was, looking down at you rather curiously, you were tempted to let out a scream right then and there honestly. Why? Why did you have to follow him? Getting away from the noise sure but, now he found you and there's no telling what he'd do with you! He'd probably treat you like some kind of vermin! You regretted your decision entirely in that one moment... 'Nerts! What are you? I've never seen somethin' like this before!' He signed, he was about to extend his hand for a simple handshake and that's when you sprinted, you had to get out of here and fast. (I swear-- I'm using a bit of 20s slang I saw online but I wouldnt take it as accurate cause honestly I dont know myself tbh-- I just looked up 'slang for the 20s' or somethin like that) His eyes widened as you sprinted, he... honestly didn't expect that but then again, he could understand why considering he was a giant compared to you, he had to do something quickly but he didn't just want to snatch you up without permission that would be rude! You kept running until you found a safe spot to hide in so he couldn't grab you, you watched as he stood up and imitated a sigh, he walked over and grabbed a whiteboard and wrote something down on it and then brought it over to you. You immediately backed up when he came closer but noticed the words on it, it took you a moment but you finally managed to read the whiteboard 'Can you understand sign language?' And to that you looked up at him and nodded. (ahem, sorry if you can't actually understand sign language, I just wanna make this easier than the whole whiteboard thing) He pushed the whiteboard to the side and then began to sign 'Ah forgive me for giving you a fright earlier! I was merely wanting to shake your hand, I guess I should have been a bit more... careful! Oh I should introduce myself! Jameson Jackson at your service!' He gave a tip of the hat. You blinked and tilted your head, why was he being so...friendly towards something like you? Was this a trap to lure you out so he could grab and dispose of you? ...You wouldn't trust him just yet "...M...My name's (Y/N)..." Was all you mumbled, still not moving out of your spot. There was a pause before he smiled calmly 'Do you mind coming out of there? I mean, its completely fine if ya want to stay in there of course, I know this must be awfully frightening for you and I would never want to make you uncomfortable' He was definitely treating you like a normal person instead of just... well... a thing. You stared at him for a few moments, you were just... shocked, he was talking to you as if you were just a normal person "...I...I'd rather stay in here... for... for a bit..." You admitted to which he simply nodded at. 'Alright, and just so you know, you can come and go as you please I won't try and stop you and I certainly won't just snatch you up without permission! I can only imagine that would cause you more stress, speakin' of which... Would you like some tea? I was about to prepare some!' He signed, he was actually... quite the gentleman it seemed. You hesitantly nodded, maybe this guy wasn't... all THAT bad, you still wouldn't trust him just yet "S-Sure if you got anything I can actually drink out of..." JJ's smile grew at your words 'Ah but of course! If you don't mind wait right here please!' He then moved away and began preparing the tea, you of course couldn't help but watch as he did so. After awhile the tea was done, he brought a bottle cap over and placed it down in your reach, he then carefully poured some tea into it 'There you go! Hope you enjoy!' He signed and then walked back over and poured himself some tea, he then came back over but kept his distance as he sat. 'Ah, I won't sit too close, I don't want to make you uncomfortable, you'll have to forgive me as well if I get too... rambly so to speak, I never really have anyone to 'converse' with during tea-time' He signed and then took a sip of tea, even though he couldn't speak aloud that...seemed a bit sad actually. You took a sip of your own tea before looking up to him "I don't mind... Er... If you don't mind me asking, you live in a house with a ton of others, so how come you don't have anyone to converse with during tea-time?" JJ mimicked a sigh and took another sip of his tea before signing 'Well, most of the others are rather... noisy or some of them don't even have the time, Henrik is usually always working and he does prefer coffee over tea, Chase is... too loud and tries to trick-shot things into the mug, Anti is... not the best company... Marvin is usually busy with his magic, and Jackie is a superhero so he is normally always on duty, there is Robbie of course but he doesn't really talk THAT much he usually wants to cuddle' he finally finished. You... didn't really know how to respond to all that, that seemed really sad, he had no one to just sit down and talk too, you contemplated for a few moments before stepping out from your hiding spot "Well... I'm here now, I'll be your conversation buddy how about it" JJ seemed...surprised at that, he rose a brow and signed 'Really? I thought you didn't trust me, or something of the sort! And you seemed awfully frightened of me as well' He then took a sip of his tea. There was a long pause ...well... he hadn't tried to just scoop you up, or do anything bad to you yet... ...And he honestly seemed very nice "Well, at first yeah I guess I was a little scared and I didn't exactly trust you but... You haven't really done anything bad yet, and if you were going too, you would've already done something" JJ gave a nod and smiled 'Ah heavens no! I would never do anything bad to... Well ANYONE really, call me a pacifist if ya wish but, I would especially never harm someone smaller than me! That just seems completely uncalled for if you ask me, even if you are smaller than well any human out there you A R E still a sentient being who feels things such as pain, sadness, anger, all of that!' You blinked and stared at him "So... You don't think of me as just a thing? You... actually see me as someone sentient, not just a thing you can play with, mess with, or anything for your amusement?" JJ then wrinkled his nose in disgust and set his now empty cup down 'Gadzooks! Who on earth would EVER think you are ''something'' to play or mess with, whoever thinks that would be amusing must be very sick in the head! ...Well I suppose Anti would have some sort of... demented fun HOWEVER! Not to worry, I swear to you I will not let him get his hands on you!' He thought for a moment and without advancing his hand towards you, he laid it on the ground and used his other hand to sign 'I won't force you to climb onto my hand! That would be quite rude, so I will leave this decision to you!' You backed up a little bit before listening to his words, ...he surely didn't have anything planned by now, he seems far too... nice to do anything bad, you sighed and reluctantly stepped onto his hand, flinching once he raised it up, he seemed... really surprised you did that but nonetheless a happy smile was now plastered onto his face. 'Ah! I see you trust me a little bit more now! That's good, I don't want you being afraid of me or anything of the sort! I just want to be your friend! Now, hmm... What would ya like to do?' JJ signed, waiting for your response, he moved his hand closer to his chest so there would be a less likely chance to drop you. You thought for a moment, what was there to do around here honestly? You then shrugged "I... don't really know?" Well you were being honest, you did hope he actually had an idea... JJ's mustache began to twitch from side to side, as if he were... pondering something, he then seemed to get an idea 'I could introduce you to the others if you'd like! Don't worry I can assure you they won't grab you nor hurt you in any way! Most of the others are actually very nice except for Anti... He is... not so nice...' You didn't like the sound of this... 'Anti' character you've heard him speak about, there was a moment of silence before you nodded "Just, don't let anyone grab me up without warning, that's all I ask..." JJ nodded and smiled brightly, he then began to head off into the living room, eyes widening at the chaos unfolding before him... Almost all the egos were arguing and of course it seemed Anti was only adding fuel to the fire, he was most likely the cause of the argument to begin with... JJ then looked down at you 'Erm... Perhaps we should... Wait until later on to introduce you to the others...' He mimicked a sigh and simply held you close to him, only jumping when he heard a groan beside him. Jameson immediately turned and looked relieved at who he saw 'Ah, its just you Robbie!' He... had forgotten however the zombie didn't understand sign language... The zombie blinked and tilted his head "...Jaaamieee... Egooss yellinggg... makee Robbieee saaad..." He whimpered, holding his ears as he looked at the others, yelling and or loud noises always made the poor zombie dreadfully uncomfortable... JJ thought for a moment ...oh wait... He didn't have his whiteboard with him, and Robbie couldn't understand his sign language just yet... Man, they really needed to teach him this... Robbie looked back at Jameson and then down at his hand, gasping when he noticed a tiny being... Oh- Oh no... "Smmm....ollll!... Caann Rrrobbieee holldddd?" He made grabby hands which of course frightened you. You backed as far as you could away from Robbie, you didn't trust him just yet, you especially didn't trust him because he looked like a zombie, who knows what he'd do with you! Jameson seemed to notice this and raised you up before signing 'Ah, I need to go get my whiteboard, Robbie can't understand sign language just yet, but I can assure you even though he's a zombie, he means absolutely no harm, he simply just wants to cuddle you!' You then thought about what JJ had said about this 'Robbie' character earlier on, well if JJ trusted him then maybe it wouldn't be so bad... So far it seems the only person he doesn't like nor trust is this 'Anti' person... You sighed and gave a nod "Just... hurry back" And with that the dapper man smiled and nodded, handing you to Robbie who immediately cuddled you, JJ then turned and went back to his room... ...Well now you were basically alone with a zombie of all things. You looked up at the zombie, well as best you could considering he was practically cuddling you into his chest, he...actually seemed kind of adorable as he nuzzled and cuddled you, he was almost like a puppy in a way! "Smoollll... Cuutee...! Naamee Robbieee... Whattt yourrrs?" He gurgled out, he was... definitely a slow speaker, but it was understandable since he was undead, there was a bit of a pause... "Er... My name's (Y/N)... Nice to meet you... Robbie" You mumbled out rather awkwardly, you couldn't help but smile however as he merely nuzzled you some more. "(Y/NNN)... Niicee naamee...!" Robbie paused, seeming to try and think of what to say next "Haavee youuu Meettt theee ottherrrs...?" You shook your head "No... Jameson was going to introduce me to them but it seems they are... rather busy" You glanced at the others who seemed to still be arguing. Robbie looked over and whimpered slightly before looking back down to you "Yeaahh.. Otherrss arrguee a lottt... Antiii causesss a lottt of theee arrgumentsss... But, theyyy arree niice!" He smiled, even though the others did argue and yell a lot more than they should he still cared for them of course. You couldn't help but smile at that but before you could speak JJ came back, whiteboard in hand of course, he then wrote something down and showed it to Robbie who immediately squinted and began to read... Robbie pouted but gave the silent man a nod and immediately handed you back to him, he then winced at the others yelling "Jaamiee... Stopp otherrrss frromm yellinggg? Pleeease?" The zombie begged, you... couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor guy. You looked up at JJ and immediately got his attention "Can we help the poor guy out? He seems so upset and honestly..." You then whispered this next part "They are being very annoying..." JJ of course nodded and turned towards the other egos, he immediately walked towards them and snapped his fingers which seemed to grab everyone, including Anti's attention. Luckily the other egos had learned sign language over the course of time, some of them just learned to understand it, while others learnt to sign back even, it was really just to make JJ as comfortable as possible, which was honestly a really nice thought. 'Can you all please stop that bickerin'? Just take a look at what you are all doing to Robbie! The poor fellow is scared!' He then pointed towards the zombie who looked like he was about to cry. The others immediately went silent except for Anti who scoffed and crossed his arms, he then rose a brow and... Oh no... He was staring straight at you, that... must've been the Anti dude JJ was telling you about, considering he was the only one giving you a malicious grin. JJ mimicked a sigh 'Thank you so much, now there's someone you all should meet! But please, try not to overwhelm them!' He held you up so the others could see, and of course that immediately made you nervous. The first to... Well actually before the one that looked like a doctor could step closer the one you had assumed was Anti... glitched right in front of you...? Just what was he? He had black eyes, a very grotesque looking slit throat, and a grin that could send even the toughest people running scared. "͏̀Ẁè͜l̀͞l͞ ̶a͡re͘ǹ̨͢'̢̀t͝c̸͠ha̡ j̶͟ư̧͞s͝t̷ ̀t͞h̛͠e̡͟͝ ̸͡c̶ ù̧̨ ̀͜͞t̷͡ ̸̢́e̶ ҉͏s̴͝ ͠t͠͡ ́̀l͞͏͘i̛tt̀l͘e̡ ̡҉t̶̨̧o͜͠҉y̨?͡~̴̨" He spoke with a rather distorted sounding tone, it made you shiver but before the other could do anything JJ immediately pulled you back and began signing 'Anti... Leave (Y/N) alone... Please...' He paused 'If you get near them I will... I... will' Anti got right up in JJ's face and pulled out a knife, he immediately held it to the other's throat "̢͡O͝h̷?̵̀ ̢Y̶̷ȩr̷ ͡g̕͢o̕nǹ̨͞a͜͝ ͏̸w̨͟ ̕h̷ ̷a͡͏͡ ̕t ͢p͞͏͘u̴p̷̛͠p̶͜e̵t͏̧?̵̡ ̸͠͞Hm҉̀?͏ ̷̴̕Y͠e͢ ̵s̛ee̛m '̨̀t̴ ̢̀h̸͏a̶̸͞v̨e̡ ̸̛f͘͟͡or̶̀͠g̛̀͡ot̸̕te̸n͏͠ ̛y̕e͟r̨̧ ͜p̛҉l͠a̧̛̛c̸͝e̛͞,̸ ̶d͟o y͏e͏ ̀͝͝ņ̷̛e̴̸e̕d͡͞ a͡ ŕ̶ ̶e͟͏ ͟͏̶ḿ ͠ì͡ n̢̕͜ ̵͢͟d̀͞ e͞ r̷ ḿa̴̴͡y̷̶b҉e?̧͘͜" He spat, his words held pure venom, it was surprising you didn't actually see venom drip from his mouth at this point. JJ's eyes widened and he began to... shake, shake with pure fear, you immediately glared at the supposed demon in front of you, there... wasn't much you could do however at your size but it seemed before the situation could escalate anymore everyone surrounded Anti, holding up weapons of their own, except for one with yellow hair who was merely standing there as if waiting for something, and another man with ink all over him who was cursing at the glitch demon. The doctor held a needle, the one in the cap held a... nerf gun, the one dressed in red held up his fists, and the one who appeared to be a magician held up his wand... They were all glaring at Anti but the doctor was the first one to speak up "Anti, zat is quite enough... You have caused enough trouble, zhere is no reason fo' threatening Jameson nor ze ozher... I sink it vwould be best if you l e a v e..." The doctor definitely had a German accent, you could tell that much but he seemed to have... pure hatred towards Anti, it made you wonder why but its probably best not to question it... Anti growled and glared daggers at everyone surrounding him, he then turned back to JJ and his stare was completely cold before a large grin spread across his face "͝T̷̛h̛͘͠is̛͘͏. I͘͘͢ ̷̨s͠ ̵n҉̶ ̵̨' ͏t́.̢̨ ͡O̢͝v̢̕͞e͝͡r.̡̢.́.̴͘ ̴̴͞S͘é̢e ͡y̵͞͏a ̀s̶o͜͜o͏n̨̨~̵"̀ And with that he was just... Gone. He didn't walk away but merely just... vanished it would seem. This made you feel... uneasy, you immediately looked up to JJ who still seemed shaken and...worried even, you began patting his hand since that was... really all you could do "Hey... Are you alright JJ?" The silent man looked down at you and smiled a little even though it looked like a weak one 'I am fine... Don't worry about me! That was just... Anti being well... Anti... He's... usually like that, just, don't worry I promise I won't let him near you' You nodded at his words, you then watched as the doctor approached an apologetic look all over his face "I am very sorry fo' Anti's behavior, I know zat... Probably scared you but I can assure you zat vwe are nozhing like him... Und... Jameson, are you alright?" JJ nodded at the doctor's words 'Yeah, I'm... I'm alright... He didn't hurt me or them thankfully, anyways... Since he is gone, perhaps its time to get acquainted with them?' He then pointed towards you. The doctor nodded "Ah, vwhy of course, I vwill gazher ze ozhers und bring zhem over" He then walked over and began conversing with the others. After a bit of conversing, the others had turned their attention towards JJ and you as well, and then JJ held you up in plain sight, using his other hand to sign to you 'Go ahead and introduce yourself! The others won't bite or do you any harm, I promise!' You nodded and looked to the others, feeling a bit... uncomfortable considering they were all fixated on you "Er... Uh... H-Hello! M...My name is (Y/N)" ...That was a bit awkward but they didn't seem to mind. JJ then lowered you down a bit so you weren't as high up, and luckily for you... The others didn't crowd around and overwhelm you, they had lined up and the first one was of course, that guy who looks like a doctor. "Hallo, my name is Henrik, it is very nice to meet you (Y/N)" He then reached out a pinky finger, it took you a moment before realizing, he must've wanted a handshake... You held out a hand and grabbed at his pinky as best you could before slowly shaking it up and down "Nice... to meet you as well..." After a few seconds, Henrik withdrew his hand and stepped away, letting the next one step up and it was the one in the cap "Sah dude, my name's Chase! Wow... I've never seen a human your size..." He seemed amazed before he realized "Oh wait, er, no offense by the way... It's just kinda awesome to me" You smiled a bit and shook your head "None taken, I can... understand I guess why it'd be so fascinating to see another being that's just... tinier than yourself" Chase gave you a smile and then stepped aside, seeing as he was keeping the others waiting, and one by one you got to know each one of their names, the one in the cat mask was named Marvin, the one in the red jumpsuit was named Jackie, the one who seemed and spoke like a robot of some kind was named Bing, and finally the one covered in ink was named Shawn. You already knew Robbie and JJ, so they didn't really have to introduce themselves, and you had the misfortune of meeting... Anti, you were definitely going to try avoiding him at all costs, as for the others, they... actually weren't bad at all, at least, not as bad as you had previously though, they were... Really nice and caring of each other it seemed. They weren't treating you as if you were vermin either or anything of the sort, they actually seemed to think of you as a normal person, despite your size, of course they had to approach some things differently but nonetheless they didn't seem to mind you. JJ snapped his fingers which quickly caught your attention and you watched as he signed 'Well, would you like to go back to my room? It's been quite an exhausting day hasn't it?' You nodded "Y...Yeah... I am pretty tired" You admitted, it was a bit of an exhausting day so far, so maybe it would be best to go back to a nice, quiet, and calm place to rest... As JJ turned and began walking to his room, you noticed Robbie waving at you, you waved back and smiled, he was so nice to be a zombie... After a bit of walking, JJ had made it back to his room, he sat you down on the nightstand near his bed and then mimicked what appeared to be a sigh, he looked... worried? He was probably worried about the situation with Anti if the truth was told, you decided to ask anyways instead of just assuming "Jameson...? Are you alright?" JJ looked at you and began to sign 'Yeah... I'm fine... It's just... I am very worried Anti will get a hold of you...' He finished, of course, that is what he is afraid of... Deep down, you were also a little afraid Anti would get his hands on you, but you decided to push that fear back, for JJ's sake. "Hey... It's gonna be alright, he won't get me, you and the others won't let him... I know you can protect me, and so can they, he's not going to hurt either of us! I promise!" You tried to be reassuring, and to that JJ smiled a little bit. JJ still seemed a tad bit worried, he looked over towards his tea set 'Perhaps another spot of tea is in order? It does help calm the nerves a bit, wouldn't you say?' He looked back towards you, and you nodded at him "Yeah... Some tea could help calm our nerves I think..." Jameson walked over towards his tea-set and began preparing everything, however after a few moments, he seemed to notice... 'Oh dear...' He turned towards you and signed 'It appears we are out of tea, I'm sure Chase has some however! He usually does, I'll go ask him, would you like to come with?' You shook your head "Nah, I want to just relax here for a bit..." You spoke, but you noticed JJ's worry again "Don't worry Jameson, I'll be fine, just go on and get some more tea!" JJ looked reluctant but nodded 'I'll be back as soon as I can' and with that being signed, he walked out of the room, leaving you alone with your thoughts, you could honestly get used to being here... The giants of this household weren't as bad as you had previously thought, the only bad one was Anti... That giant was dangerous and very deadly... Speak of the devil... You suppressed the urge to scream upon seeing him just glitch into the room, you scrambled behind some rather old looking books before he could spot you, luckily enough you managed to get behind them in time it seemed, you shuddered upon hearing that awful, awful cackle of his. "̛͝C͜omé͘ ̶̧͘o̵ù̀ţ̷,̴͟ ͜C̸͏̧o͞m̵̷e͜͜ ͏͜o͝ù̡t̵ ̛́͢w̴h͢͏er̵̡͞e̸͘͢v̢͏e͝͏r̴ ̢̀͠ye̕͟ ̴̢͠a̷̕r͘e̛ ̴̴li̵ţ҉t͏l̸͜e͏̵ m o͠͏̢ ̴ų̀ ̨s̕͞ e̴~̸͝ I̧ ͠k̵n̶o͏w̡͏ ̸̨y̢̢͢e̡͢͠r̶ ͠҉̵i̴n̵͘̕ ̡ḩ̵e̴r̴͏̨e̷̵͢.̵.̨.́ I̧̢t́'l͡l̶̀͏ b̴e͏̵ e̕a̸s̀ier͘͢ ̧̡ó̵͜n͟ ỳe̵̛͢ŕ̡҉ş͜el̢̛f̸̨ ̷̢í͠f͟ y̨͏ę ̕j̸ų̵͘s͏ţ̧̧ ͠c̷͘ò̡͝m̛e̵ ̶o͡͡n̸̡҉ ̸́́ó̢͡u̶t̴̛͟" He spoke, beginning to practically ransack JJ's room, this might be a good time to make a break for it while he's distracted... After all, it doesn't look like he's gonna stop anytime soon, he won't stop until he gets what he wants... You decided to take a chance, it'd be better than staying hidden, you sprinted as fast as you could, finding the fastest way to climb down off the nightstand, once down on the ground, you made a break for the door which wasn't too far away... You might actually make it before he spots you! You were so close, right there at the exit, before a foot slammed down in your path, the vibration from that slam was enough to make you fall back, and of course you screamed out of pure terror, you were actually hoping, praying, that somebody, anybody could hear you. Anti merely cackled and picked you up, keeping a rather tight hold on your small body, "͡Y̷' ̛k̷͞n̢o̴͠͝w҉...͘͟ J̸̢a҉m̶e̢s͝o͏n͘͘'ş ̵n̵̡͡e̶͟v̕͢er͜͠ ̛s̛̕p̕͘ǫke̢ ̡t͡'̧̨͟ ͞m͡e̶ ̢l̷͘͠ì̷ke̸ t͡ha̡͏́t͢͝ ̴b͝ęf̵̀o̢re͜,̡҉ ̵h͝e ́ù͝su̷a͢ll̀y ͢ķ͜now̸͏s ̷̨͡h̵i̶̛s̴̨ ̛p̴͢͝la͞c̢͢͞e̢.̸.͘.̷͢͝ ͠H̕͡ȩ̢́ m̡u̕͢st ̧c̸͜a̵͡r͏e̸̶ ̸͟ą͜ ̸̡͢g̡͟r̴̶͟e̡̧̛a͏͜t͏̸ ͟͡de̕͏ą̷ĺ̡ f̕҉͝e̕͝r̵͠ ̸͝y̛͏̨a.̡̀.̴̵.͠ ͢͠S͘̕͠uc͘h̛͝ ̕͝a ̀͢͞śh͠͞a͏̨m͠҉͝e͡ ͝m'͡ ͏g͝҉o̶͢n̢͜n̶͞á̛͡ ̛h̕͘͢á̷v̵̛e̶̕ ͝ta̛͞ ͞҉҉b̴̧͠r̡ę͟a̢͘͢k̴̵ ̶̷hí͢s̛͘̕ ̸l̨í̡t̡t͏͡l͘͏e͏̛ ţ̨o̸͟y̷͞...͠͏ M̛̀́ày͏͘b҉e͏ t̸̕h̨҉is̶̢'̢̧l̴̷̢l̨̕ t̡҉é̸a͞c̨h̀ ̴h̨͘i̷͞m̵̴͟ ͝͞nǫ̵́t͟ ͟t̵́͠'̡́͘ ̸͠s͞h̴̡̕ǫ͏w҉̸̵ ̧͞h҉i̛͢ş̨͠ ̡m҉̢a̶̶ś͏t̡͡e͠͏̶r͝ ̸s̶̨͘u̧c̴̶͞h̢ ҉́in̴s̶̶͢ờ͡l̸͞enç͜ę̛̛" He tightened his grip to the point where it was getting painful. You were beginning to cry, out of both pain and fear, you began trying to struggle and squirm, you were even punching at his hand, clawing at it, doing anything you possibly could in hopes to escape his grasp, of course your feeble attempts only made him chuckle and grin. Anti seemed to get an idea, which meant bad news for you... His grip surprisingly loosened, not enough for you to squirm free of course, he looked towards the doorway "̢Ye̢͞ ̸̧̨k̷̡n҉́҉ow,҉ ̧͏ I̧̧̕ ̸sh̡ơúl̡͜d̡͘ ̀̕͡l̸e҉͠͞t̢͝ ̧͜h͡͏͟i̧͘m̷͟ ẁ͘a̢̨t̷͜͞ć̡h͢ ͏́a҉ş͘ ̶̷I̧ ͏b͟r̨e̷̛a̡̕k͞͞ ͘y͘͝҉a̡..̵.̨ ͏͠T̕h͘͞a͢͜͡t̵̡'̴͠l̨͟l̸ ţ̴e̕͞a̶̶c̡̨h̢͝ ̶͢hį͝m̛͢͡ ̨̛à ̛l̸̨es̡̕ş̴ơn~ H͝e҉ ̧͞͠s̕͢h̛ǫ̵ul͜d͘͏ ̶b͜e̡͢͟ ̀cǫ͘m͘͢͝i̡͜ǹ͜g̀ ̧b͢a̕ć͟͠k͜ ҉͏r͜i̴g̕h͠t͏ ̷a͏b̢o͡͏u̧̡͝t͘.̶̸̛..͜͞"́͘ He trailed off, his grin widening as JJ stepped in the doorway, the silent man's eyes widening. Jameson's eyes were wide as could be, he and Anti locked eyes and then he noticed that he had you in hand... No... This was what he was afraid of, this was why he didn't want to leave you alone, and now the others weren't here to help out, there was no way Jameson could take Anti on alone. "N̨͠ ̴o̴ ̷͜w̕.́́.̷̛.̡͘ ̨W̨͏͝el͝͞c̶͘͡o̕͠͡m̴e ̵b͞ąç̧k̛,́ ̨͠p͝ ̢́u͏ p̢ ͜p̶ ̧͝e̸̴ ́t̕.̡͝.̛͢.҉́ Ye͢͡'v͢͞e͞͞ ̀́b͡͞e̸e̶̡ņ̡ ͏̧̡d̸̀į͝͠s͜͏̛o̵b̶̵͠e҉d̢̛̛i̢e̢̕n̡̛͞t,̶ ̢̕͞yer͏̨͡ ͟m̧͏á͝st̴̀̀e͏̵͜r ͝͡͏d͏̧ó͟e͟s̴͞n͝'t͏̶ li͢k͘͢͡e ͠͠͏t͘͏ ͞h̢ a ̷̀͘t̵̛.̴.̨̀́.͏҉S̸̸̕ǫ̸̶ ̸̕͞n̡͘̕ow ̧̡y̛e͟͜͠r͟ ̷͏li͠ţ̵͜t̸͘҉l҉̀è͟ t͟ ҉͘͝o҉̡ ̴̨y̛ ̶̴is̢ ҉go̸̴n̕͝ņa͝ ̨̀h͡҉̸a̷҉͟v͜͡e̵̴͠ ̷͝'̧̛t ͜͠s͏̵̨ù̴f͢f̧͡e̴̢ŗ̶ f̀͞҉é͡͡r̀͘͞ i̴͟t, ͞o̢̕͜f͘͘ ҉̕ć͘ours̢e͏̢.̴́..͠͏͞ Tḩ̸at̶͠ d͡o̵e͞sn͢'̶̡͝t̛҉ m̸̕eaǹ ̨͘y͢é̕'l͘͘l ̵͝ģ̷e͜͜t̴͠ ͢͠o҉҉f̶f̨͟ ͠f̕͞r̀͞e̸̸e̡ ̵̕é́̀ì͝t́͟h̢e̷҉r͞,̨ oǹ̛c̕͜e̵҉͝ ̢͢m̵̸̵'͘͟҉ ͘d́o͘n̨̕e͝ ̶w͢͠͝i̵͞t̵͘h̶͘ t̢͠h̢̀e̛m̕͟͠.͝.̴̨.͝͡ ҉͏Y͢ò͟͜u'̸̕͢r̨͢͠e ͜N ̷͞e̛҉͜ ̨͟x͢͝ ̀͢ţ̛.̀͜.̢.̴͟" Anti spoke, cackling at the look of terror on Jameson's face. Jameson quickly began signing 'Anti! Please! Don't hurt them, its my fault anyways! I shouldn't have talked back to you, I'm... I'm sorry... I won't do it ever again, just please... don't hurt them, hurt... hurt me instead! I am the one who deserves it!' Anti sneered "̵́I͏sn̵͢͟'̴̀t̛ ͘͡t̨͢ha̵t̛̀ ̵cu͟t͢͟͡é.̨.̧.͘ ̷Y̨͝e͠͏'l͝͞l̸ ̡͝ǵ̨͝ę͡t̵ ̧̛y̴̡er̡̛ ́t͟u̴̶r͘͝n̸͟ pu̵p͘p̴̛et̵҉̶,̸̷ ͏͞r͘igh̛t̢͟ ̵ą̛f̵͢҉t̸͡͝e͡͠ŗ̵ ̵̵t ҉̵h̡ ̶̨͞ę̵̢ ́͜m͏.͘͢.̀̕.͟" He paused, his grin was now as wide as it could be "M̸̕'̨ ̷g̀͢uń͟n͜҉͘a̴̡͟ m̶a̴͜k̶͟͝è̵ ҉͏y͞e̢͜ ̴́w̡͞a҉t͞c҉h̵͟ ͡t̶h̛e̴ ̕͟li͢fe̴҉ ̡͏d̢͢r̨̧a̷͏i̵͏n ̛f̧̕͡ŗ̀͘om͞ ̢t̷̢h̶̡͠ȩ͜ì̸r̸͡ eye҉͜s̸̴" Suddenly, there was that tightening pressure on your fragile little body again which caused you to scream. JJ immediately tried to approach upon hearing you scream, however all of a sudden he felt some form of rope or string tugging at his arms and legs, it pulled him to his knees and he was forced to look up at Anti who was practically squeezing the life out of his new friend. (bc I really like the red strings thing, the strings on a puppet thing, whatever its called Imma use it) Jameson began to cry, hearing you scream out in pain, hearing your sobs, every little noise of pain or fear you made, it just made his tears flow faster, he couldn't stop this, he was too weak to even get out of the strings! He was trying and struggling against them but that only seemed to make them tighter, almost to the point where it cut into his skin. Anti kept cackling, that damned laughter of his... It grew louder and louder it seemed, at least to Jameson it seemed that way and suddenly... Everything stopped, the screams of pain, the crying, the laughter... JJ immediately focused on Anti and his friend, oh god... Did he...? To JJ's relief, he saw that you were miraculously still alive, he was very grateful, he just hoped Anti hadn't broken any of your bones... Suddenly, Anti had approached Jameson and put a hand under the man's chin, he tried to turn away, he was disgusted by Anti's touch. "̶Ý̧͟'͠͡ ̷͘͞kn̨̛ow.͟.̶͢.́͞ ̴̀I̶ s҉͠h̀o̕͟u҉҉̴l̸d̶n̶̢͝'̀͢t ͢b͏e ͢t̴͟h̶̸' ͜͢ơ̢n̡͘e̷̶̛ ͘t͏̨͞'̀͘ b̧̢̛r͘͏e͜a̶k̨ ̶ém̵͠҉.͢..́̕͠ ̴̀͠I ̸h͘ave̸ ͝a͘̕̕ ̴̸̢m҉ ̷̵u̧ ̵̨͜c ̵̀͟h̸ ̨b͝e҉̛t̶͟t̢e̕r͞ ̨̛͠i̡d̕ea̢̢͝ i͏n̶͘ ́̀͡m̵̨̨i͝҉n̨͜d́,̨͢ ̴̛i̛͘t̸̕'͞҉d̸͢͝ ͞b̛e̢ ̕͡͡nơ̛̕ ̢͜fun̵ ̵̡i̴f͘͝҉ ̷I d̨̡id͢ a̴l̀ļ̵ t̸̕h̢͢͝'̷̢͝ ͜͝w̡͘o̶͟҉rk̀͘" It took Jameson a few seconds before ...Oh no... He understood what Anti wanted him to do, he immediately shook his head, a glare appearing on his face which was rare for a gentleman such as Jameson, of course Anti only laughed at him. "͢O̶h̡͠?҉ ̸Y҉e҉ ̶̧̕t͝h͞i͏̷͢n̶͡k͠ ̀y͠e̶͝ h͢a̸͟v͞ę̛͜ ̛͞a̧ ҉̡ćh̢o̵ice͘͟͢ ͟i͏͝n̶ ̧̀̕t́h̛͡'͏ ͘ma̵tt̛͞er̨ ̨̛nǫ̶w͞ d̢ó̶̧ ̛͝y̷̕͝a̸?̕͜" He paused for a few moments, looking back at you, smirking at your rather exhausted expression, he then looked back at Jameson "́̀W̵͟҉e̛l̡l̷,̡͘ w͘ę̛'ll͢͞ ́͝j̡͜ųs̷̡͠t̶͜ ̸͟͟s̢ee ́a̴b̶͏̛o̢u̶̡t͞ t̡̕͘ha͡t n҉̀o̡w,̨ w̵̛o̸̢n̵'͟͟t̶͡͠ w̶̧e̸?̛͘" And suddenly, the strings were tugging at JJ's arms, threatening to dig into his skin at some points. Tears were flowing from the dapper man's eyes, he didn't want this... He just wanted this to stop, the moment you were placed in Jameson's hands, his eyes widened and he looked at Anti, a pleading expression on his face, Anti only grinned at him, of course he wouldn't show mercy, why would he? You looked at Jameson, your eyes widening as you felt the grip tighten, of course your expression was one of fear and agony "Pl...Ple... Please...! Jameson! Fight him! Don't let him do this to you, to us!" Upon hearing your words, Jameson began struggling against the strings, trying desperately to loosen the grip he had on you, he didn't care anymore, he didn't care if they dug into his skin, just so long as you'd be alright in the end, surprisingly, after a few moments, he managed to snap a string off... Anti's look of amusement faltered slightly but he still cackled nonetheless "́͠͡T̀c͏͟h̴̛,̨͟͞ ́y̡e̡͏r͜ ̶̧w͏̧̕ ̢̧e̵ ͜à̸̛ k J̕a͘҉͠m̶es̶͜o̡̡n̶.҉.̵.̷͠ ̀͢Y͏̵a̕ ̵̸k̡no̵͜͝w͝,̸͠ ̕͡ye̵̢͞'̷̢͠v͜e̵ ͘̕b̢ee̢͘n͡͡ ̀́ą̡̛n͜͢ ̛͠a̶̧w̶̡f͡͝ưl͡l̴̛͟y̢̕͡ d͝i̷͠s̛҉o̕͞b͠e̷̛͜d̵͜i͏e͜͞n͘͟t̕͝ ̨҉̕p̴̢u͏p̸pe̕͘t͘, ̢̧a̧̡n'҉ y̨a͏͜ ̀͡ķ͞n͘ow̢̧ ̧Í ̴d҉ ̢́o̧͜ ̢̛͘n̨͠ ͘' ̀͢t͞҉ ̵͠t̡o̷ĺ̴erat̵͡e͘͠͠ d̕ ̸͏̴i͡ ̢̢͞s̵̨͞ ̷͢o͞͡ b̸ ̸e͏ ̷̕d̵ ̴͢i͝ ̢͟è n ̛҉c̛͠҉ ̶̢e̛͏͢.͘͡.̛.͏" Anti now had his knife in his hand, however before he could even get to use it, he was suddenly flung back against the wall... Jackie had rushed into the room and punched him, his eyes glowing a bright green, Henrik, Marvin, and Chase dashing into the room behind him, Henrik's eyes widened as did the others, they immediately began getting the strings off as best they could, Chase took you from JJ's grasp and looked over you, making sure you weren't severely injured. Jackie looked absolutely enraged, he stepped closer, and closer to Anti, picking the glitch demon up by the shirt collar "L e a v e. N o w... I will not warn you again, villainous scum... Leave this place, leave us alone, don't e v e r return..." His tone was low, warning, for once Jackie was not messing around like he usually does, he was completely serious. Anti grunted slightly, but that didn't stop him from grinning and cackling "͞͝I͏̴ ̛͠w̨͢o̕͞n̛͏'̀͜t͏̷̨ ̶év̀er̷̀͘ ͟͞͞l̵͜e̢t͢͞ ͟ye͜͜ ̶r̴̢͜e̴s͏͘t̵̡..͏͞. I ̶̧w̶͟͝ó̧͘n̴͟'t ̧e͞ ͡͏v ̴͟e̡͞ ̢r͠ ͢l̶͠ęà̴͜vę̢ ̶y͞e ͟a͞l̶̛o͡ǹ̛e̶̷, ͢ò̷̕n͘͝è҉ ҉w̛a̡y̕ ̵o̡r͟ ̶́an͟͏͏o̴t̨̀͘h͞e͏̴r͏.҉͢͞.̸ ͏̢Y̶̴̕e̕'̡͠͏ll͘҉ a ́l̴͘͠ ̸͠҉l̡͜ ͡҉f̧al҉l͜.̴..̡̛͝ ̴́Th̨í̀͘s̛ ͡i͘s̛҉n̷'ţ̵͠ ̷ơ̸̢v̵͟e͝r.͟͏.͟͜.͘͝ ͞S̸͜e͡e ͢͏̵y͢e͏ s̸̕͜ò̧͟o̷̕n" And suddenly, he glitched out of the hero's grasp, that made the hero ball his hands into fists "God..." He trailed off, slamming his fist into the wall, cracking it slightly "FUCKING DAMMIT!" Marvin placed a hand on Jackie's shoulder "Dear... Please, try to calm down... Don't destroy Jameson's room... Any room really, I don't want to fix another one for the five hundredth time this week, just... Don't let Anti get to you" He tried to be reassuring, patting Jackie's shoulder. Henrik wasted little time in focusing on you "Let me see zhem Chase..." and of course, Chase handed you over to the doctor, who began inspecting you for any type of injury "Hmm..." While Henrik was inspecting you and making sure you were alright, Chase helped Jameson off the floor, who immediately turned his attention to Henrik 'Is... Is (Y/N) alright...?' He was very worried, worried that something might be broken... Henrik had side-glanced at JJ, after inspecting you thoroughly "Zhey are alright... Luckily, I can only imagine vwhat zat bastard tried to do... Zhey are a bit bruised und sore however" He spoke, holding his hand out "Be as gentle as you can vwith zhem..." JJ nodded and gently took you into the palm of his hands, you looked up at the dapper man, you were completely exhausted at this point, after all that had happened, you were honestly just ready to lay down and sleep "A...Are you alright Jameson...?" Miraculously, you still managed to find your voice even with as exhausted as you were. Jameson looked at his arms, he had some marks on his arms from the strings for sure, he looked towards Henrik who nodded and stepped out of the room, pulling Chase along with him, the ones that remained in the room were Jackie and Marvin, and of course Jackie approached JJ, a sorrowful expression on his face. "Jameson I... I'm so sorry... If I had came sooner, you and (Y/N) wouldn't be in this condition... I shouldn't have left you both alone, knowing that... that son of a b i t c h was still a threat..." Jackie's tone held guilt as he spoke, you felt bad for the hero... It wasn't even his fault! Jameson mimicked a sigh and began to sign 'Jackie... Please, do not beat yourself up about this, it isn't even your fault... Look at the bright side, at least we are still alive... You still saved us, if it weren't for you ...Well, I'd rather not think about it!' JJ shuddered, and that... seemed to make Jackie smile, his guilt slowly going away, Jackie looked both at you and Jameson before sighing. "Well... We'll go ahead and get out of here, after all... You both need rest, after all you've been through..." Jackie smiled, gently patting Jameson's shoulder, and with that, him and Marvin walked out of the room together, leaving both you and JJ alone... Jameson was the one to have a guilty look on his face 'I'm sorry for hurting...' before he could finish signing, you shook your head and put your hand up "Stop, don't you even think about apologizing for something you couldn't even control, it was all Anti's fault, it wasn't your fault at all..." There was some silence before it seemed like JJ took in what you said, he nodded '...You are correct... I... I just wish he didn't have so much control over me... I just want to break free entirely... I'm sick of being a puppet in his twisted little game...' And with that you sighed "...You managed to break free from one string earlier, I believe you can break free... You WILL break free one day... I know it" Jameson looked at you and blinked 'Do... You really think so (Y/N)?' And to that, you nodded "I know so... Just never give up... Please" It took him a moment... 'I won't, I promise...' And with that, JJ finally made his way over to his bed and climbed onto it, he was being careful not to smush you all the while. JJ then signed once more 'It's time for some rest dear friend... I mean, jeepers! Look at the time! It's getting very late... We'll have some tea once we wake up' You only nodded at that, cuddling up as he placed you on his chest, after you got comfortable... You mumbled a soft 'Goodnight' to Jameson, who patted you gently in response, that made you smile slightly... It didn't take long for the both of you to drift off into a peaceful sleep, you being curled up on Jameson's chest, his hand over you acting as a nice warm blanket, hopefully when the both of you next wake, the day will be much more promising.

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