#this sibling duo came out to play

[truegodofthearena]

Manzoors are here to steal your hearts and your boyfriends

[tuxedokit]

art dump of me and my little sibling cause i babysat them today

(i use it/they, sib uses they/them)

[trivia-yandere]

fixation

a look into where it all began with jungkook and how much he loves having his lips on you… @darkuni63 @sweetempathprunetree @momnomnom

warning: step-sibling relationship, coercion, oral sex, slight yandere behavior, manipulation, nipple sucking, dry humping/grinding, fingering,

word count: 4.639

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You’ve known Jeon Jungkook since you were a child - 10 years of age.  Your father had brought his mother - a beautiful woman, you’d admit, and her son over for dinner one night while you stayed the weekend with him. “Y/N, this is Jungkook.” you recall your father speaking, his hands upon Jungkook’s shoulders. You were seated at the dining table when the two of them arrived. “He’s going to be your brother.”

Jungkook acted the part - even if the two of you were the same age - as the annoying brother. You could also blame your 10 year old self, as well, for how you acted. You were an only child - a girl, at that - and finally, your father had a son. He and Jungkook watched sports together and went to games often. They would go fishing and when you came on the weekend, you’d hear Jungkook brag about it constantly.

But even if your father now had a son, Jungkook’s mother had a daughter. She enjoyed doing your hair the best she could and attempting to go places with you that she could only dream a mother and daughter duo would go - but that never angered Jungkook as much as it angered you that he was with your father. 

“It's just a little sibling rivalry.” your father said to Jungkook’s mother - now his wife - when you and Jungkook were attending middle school. Jungkook was new to your school and yet, he excelled. He had more friends than you and charted the highest scores - the two of you being tied academically. 

Every worry Jungkook’s mother had was brushed off by your father. “They act just like siblings.” he’d say with a laugh whenever you and Jungkook bickered over everything - and nothing. You dreaded going to your fathers on the weekends because that meant that you’d have to see and deal with Jungkook entirely - and he was nothing but a pain in the ass.

High School was the same, the only difference was the change in appearances. Jungkook grew overnight it seems and his high voice deepened. He worked out more due to him playing sports and that also meant his body changed, as well. 

“That’s your brother?!” a friend said with wide eyes when Jungkook had given you a sideways hug (a rule he had broken just to piss you off) and said: “Dad wants us to ride home together.”

And from that moment, you were Jungkook’s sister - not Y/N, but Jeon fucking Jungkook’s sister and you suspected he did it purposely. 

And Jungkook had - something he’d never admit to you. Just as his body developed in High School, so has yours and by senior year you were the talk of the boys locker room (as were most senior girls). “Y/N’s ass is amazing.” one boy had said as he walked in, his eyes focused down the hall where Jungkook assumed you were standing. “She has the perfect hips.”

“Her lips are good, too.” said another boy. “I just know she knows how to suck-”

“That’s my sister.” Jungkook deadpanned, his eyes narrow at the boys who immediately silence their crude talk about you.

A side of Jungkook told himself that he respected you as his (step) sister and didn’t like the filthy thoughts coming from others. But then there was the side of him that he wanted to bury away that agreed with them.

Jungkook had noticed that same day how your hips were nice and your ass was amazing. As you and he walked out of school together that Friday, he noticed as you sat in his car (a gift from your father since Jungkook had gotten his license before you) that your lips were good. You were coating them with gloss, eyes focused on the mirror to not mess anything up. 

Once these thoughts were there, they weren’t going away; as disgusting as it was.

You were his (step) sister and Jungkook had respect for you - even if the two of you fought constantly. You appeared to dislike him as a whole as you grew older and of course, he’d tease you and say it was because he was better than you at everything - but still, you were his sister.

The thoughts he held for you were impure and they weren’t going to go away until he fixed them.

It started subtle at first; light touches. He’d brush by you on the weekends when you’d come. Now teenagers at 18 of age, you two were often left alone. Your father would often go out with Jungkook’s mother and neither of you minded - Jungkook would bring his friends over and sometimes, you’d do the same. This weekend was different, however. There was a change in Jungkook’s behavior.

Jungkook would hold your hips often when passing by. He’d place a hand on your lower back when he comes up from behind you. His teasing never ceased, but they became more…sensual? 

Your mind tells you that it’s in your head. Jungkook was (unfortunately) your brother - step brother - but a brother nonetheless. He has now introduced you as his sister at school and that now means you had girls you’d never talk to attempting to speak with you in order to get to the person that was Jeon Jungkook.

The first time you’ve done something with Jeon Jungkook you had cried and vomited when you came back to your senses. “Stop being scared.” Jungkook said, passing you the glass with a shot's worth of alcohol in it. “Dad would never know.”

You grabbed the glass only because you didn’t want to appear like a loser. It was the weekend once more and you stayed at your father’s home and it was the same weekend your father and step-mother were celebrating their anniversary away. They felt comfortable leaving you and Jungkook alone more now since graduation was right around the corner. 

 A few friends and no parties was your father’s rule and that’s exactly what you’ve stuck by. Jungkook had a few friends each over while you decided to remain alone - Taehyung was someone you were nervous around because he was older and college age. He was far more experienced in drinking than you’d ever be and you didn’t want to appear like a fool.

“Your sister’s so cute.” Jimin had said to you - the same age as Taehyung and attending the same college. He laughed when your face scrunched in disgust at the harsh taste of the alcohol. “So innocent.” he murmured. 

It didn’t take long for the effects of the alcohol to flow through you entirely and you were now looser. You laughed along to whatever Taehyung said, a hot feeling running through you. The man sees the glossy look in your eyes as you look at him with such innocent-like eyes and he does nothing but pat your head gently - you were someone he had to remain at a distance because you were his younger friend's sister.

“You like Tae.” Jungkook said to you once his friends had left and you and he were left alone. “He’ll never like you back, you know? Bro code.”

Your head is spinning slightly and all you can hear is the annoying voice of Jungkook ruining your vibe. You grabbed the bottle from his hands and took a messy swig of it. “Fuck you.” you slur.

Jungkook scoffs, his eyes racking your figure. You had taken off the hoodie you wore an hour ago and now stayed in a tanktop and shorts. 

“No one likes me because of you.”

“That’s not true. Everyone likes you.” Jungkook had scoffed - he’s come across enough locker room talk about you.

“And no one wants to do anything with me because of you!” you hissed. You were drunk, Jungkook notes, and now your feelings were falling right into his lap. 

“You should be thanking me. They just want to use you for your body. They can smell your virginity from a mile away.”

Your eyes widen and your body heats with embarrassment. Without thinking, you threw the bottle at Jungkook. It smashes against his chin and he releases a loud groan at you doing so.

“I-I’m sorry-” you didn't actually intend for the bottle to connect. 

Jungkook presses his lips against yours, hands roughly grabbing your hips to keep you down. You’re shocked at the action and for a moment, you’re stuck on what to do or how to react. 

You’ve kissed a boy before, sure, but not Jungkook - his lips are soft and not as chapped as the last boy you’ve kissed. 

Jungkook pushes himself away as if realizing his mistake, his eyes are just as wide as yours and before he can apologize for his actions, you vomit completely on him, hot tears pouring down from your eyes. Now you’re truly embarrassed; humiliated. You were crying because the thought of kissing Jungkook sends shockwaves of both disgust and a taboo pleasure; and because you also vomited on him.

You ran to your room, stumbling a bit because the room was spinning entirely too much. You ignored Jungkook’s calls for you entirely and slammed your door shut.

You felt stupid, disgusted and humiliated all at once. 

It was the following morning where you were forced to face Jungkook once more, now sober, and this time the boy refused to be ignored. You were fresh out of the shower, speed walking down to your bedroom where you were face to face with Jungkook, him sitting directly on your bed. 

“Good morning.” Jungkook says cooly, his eyes on your face as if awaiting for your reaction. 

“What are you doing here?” you ask, clenching the towel on your body tighter. 

“Are you scared of me, Y/N?”

You’re taken aback by the question. “No.” you answer truthfully - there wasn't a reason to. Jungkook wasn’t a threat to you. 

“Then why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?”

“More like a roach.” you spit, and Jungkook chuckles. 

“I want to talk about last night.”

You swallow, the room now growing hot. “What about last night?” you say, stepping into your room. “I got drunk…I don’t really remember what happened.” 

Jungkook watches you intently as you enter your closet and crack the door gently. It was big enough for you to hide in it for a moment to grab a robe and return. “Did I do something to embarrass myself?” you laugh humorlessly. 

You’re shaking with nerves and Jungkook knows you’re lying; pretending to not know what has happened. 

“You don’t remember?” Jungkook furrows a brow, turning to you fully. You sit on your bed, back pressed against the headboard.

You shake your head. 

“Hm.” Jungkook stands. “That’s too bad.” 

You swallow a dry lump in your throat, a part of you wanting to question what Jungkook meant by “too bad”. 

“You told me it was my fault that no one touches you.” Jungkook says after a moment of reading your face. “I’m sorry for that.”

Your body is hot; you remembered saying that. You remembered it all, as drunk as you were. You’re surprised you didn’t wake up with a hangover.

“It’s not your fault.” you murmur, glancing away. 

“I know.” Jungkook snickers. “Still, I know how boys are, Y/N. I am one.” he says. “They’ll take advantage of you. They’ll use you just to get in your pants.”

The conversation was going left, you note. You and Jungkook never spoke about this - sex or boys or anything related. He once teased you for having a crush back in middle school and that caused you to push him hard in a puddle of mud. He was so embarrassed about “being pushed by a girl” that he told your father that he tripped instead. 

“You should experience…” Jungkook trails off, as if trying to find the correct words to say. “...being touched by someone you love-”

“Please stop the speech.” you’re cringing, never in a million years thinking you’d hear this from Jungkook of all people. 

“I’m being serious Y/N.” Jungkook comes around to sit directly in front of you, eyes watching you closely. “It’s better with someone you love.”

“Did you love anyone you,” you raise your hands to do air quotes. “touched.”

Jungkook snickers. “I’m a boy. We’re wired differently.” he brushed your question off. “You’re a girl. You’re not. You’ll grow attached to the person who takes your virginity and they’ll let you down. And as your brother,” Jungkook’s eyes zone in on you so deep that it catches you by surprise. “I’ll have to kill them.”

You roll your eyes - but goosebumps litter the skin of your arms. “You’re so unserious.” you respond. “Since when do you play the step-brother role?”

“Since now. I love you, Y/N.” Jungkook smiles, his teeth - that reminded you of a bunny - on full display. “That’s why I want to be the one to…touch you.”

Now, in this instant, you’re positive that you looked like you’ve seen a ghost. Your body is stiff and your eyes widen at Jungkook’s words. He doesn’t speak for a moment to allow your mind to think about the words he’s spoken. 

“Excuse me?”

“Yes?”

Jungkook doesn’t appear as distraught as you - he was the one to suggest it. 

“W-What are you saying?” you hiss at him, body hot. You’re sure this was another cruel joke Jungkook was going to push at you. He was going to burst out laughing at any minute and it was just a ruse to fluster you even more.

“I’m saying,” Jungkook tilts his head. “I want to be the one to pleasure you first.” he reiterates nonchalantly. “I can’t think of anyone that would love you more than me. You’re my sister-”

“Don’t call me that!” you hiss at Jungkook. 

Jungkook furrows his brows. “Why not? Is it not true?” he asks. “You’re my step-sister. If you want to lose your virginity then I’ll be the perfect person to do so. I actually care for your feelings, don’t I?” he shrugs his shoulders. 

You shake your head, mind trying to adjust to Jungkook’s words. “You’re crazy.” you scoff, but you glance away for a moment to think about what he’s said. 

“You’d rather have sex with someone you don’t love than me?” Jungkook crosses his arms over his chest. 

“You’re my broth…step-brother.” you respond. “It’s kinda weird thinking about you in that way.”

“Then don’t.” Jungkook shrugs. “Just think of me as Jungkook. We’re both seniors in High School about to graduate. Do you really want to go to college as a virgin?”

Going to college as a virgin shouldn’t bother you - you weren’t there to be fucked into oblivion countless times. However, your childish mind tells you that going to college without any experience was going to be your downfall. You think about Jungkook’s older friends - how Jimin called you innocent. How Taehyung lightly patted your head to dismiss you.

Jungkook watches your face fall and he understands that slowly, you were considering his proposal.

“We don’t have to jump into sex completely. Since you’re new to this I want to focus on your pleasure.”

“Like what?” you ask innocently. 

Jungkook offers a soft smile. “You trust me, right? I love you and you love me.”

Slowly, you nod. You’re sure you did love Jungkook - knowing his since you were a child and growing up alongside him.

“Okay.” Jungkook nods his head, inching closer to your stiff frame. He places a hand onto your face. “It’s just me, remember. You don’t have to be scared.”

You nod your head hesitantly. You didn’t have to be scared, yet you were. The thought of doing anything sexual with Jungkook causes fear to run through your veins - getting caught in the act was yet another fear. Your father wouldn’t be returning until Monday afternoon, but that didn’t cause your nerves to cease.

Jungkook leans closer to press a kiss against your lips much like he did the night prior, only this time more gentle. His lips were what you remembered them to be - soft and…a hint of strawberry? Jungkook often wore chapstick so you weren’t as confused as you would’ve been. 

You don’t move and allow Jungkook to completely take charge. “I’m going to continue to kiss you.” he murmurs breathily against your lips and you can only nod. But Jungkook doesn’t kiss your mouth, he instead kisses down your jawline to your chin and reaches your neck. “Lay down.” he instructs.

Your robe hikes up your thigh as you do as Jungkook tells you and it’s that moment that you remember that you were naked under the silk material - how you forgot was beyond you. 

A hand touches your outer thigh and you flinch, nerves kicking back in. 

“It’s just me.” Jungkook repeats against your neck. “Open your legs.”

It takes you a moment to listen to Jungkook. You’re trembling when you finally do open your legs and Jungkook takes it upon himself to wrap them around his waist. 

Jungkook’s closer - the closest he’s ever been to you. You were naked right beneath him, the silk robe only reaching higher and higher up your thigh that you have no coverage whatsoever. 

Jungkook’s sweats are thick, but he’s directly against your core and he could feel the pulsing from between your legs, similar to a heart beat. 

Your skin is soft, Jungkook notes while both hands run beneath the robe. He inches up slowly, enjoying the way your breathing becomes heavy.

“Jung-” you don’t finish your speech and it’s interrupted by both of Jungkook’s hands engulfing your ass entirely. 

Jungkook shudders at the feel of you. His sweats were becoming tight but he knows he cannot act on his urges - not when you were trusting him with this. 

Jungkook’s kisses proceed to go past your neck, hands rising  upwards to untie your robe. It falls open and now Jungkook has full access to your naked body.

“You have such a slutty body, Y/N.” Jungkook murmurs, his voice deeper than usual. You want to ask what that meant and if it was bad; but Jungkook doesn’t allow you to. His hands engulf your breast fully, his thumbs rubbing along your erect nipples. 

“Does that feel good?” Jungkook asks, his eyes darting from your breast to your face. 

You slowly nod your head, embarrassed at how good it did feel. 

“Good.” Jungkook mumbles. Your breast felt as amazing as your ass and fit perfectly in the palms of his hand. His own breathing intensified, his cock throbbing to be released from the prison that was his underwear and sweatpants. “You’re aroused. I can feel your through my sweats.”

“Sorry-”

“Don’t apologize.” Jungkook snickers. “You’re supposed to be. Here,”

Jungkook wanted to feel you as much as he possibly could. He removes himself from you briefly, his warmth gone entirely that you slightly shiver. He then lowers his sweats enough so that he’s only in his underwear, his erection appearing painfully hard. 

“You can grind against me. It’ll feel good.” Jungkook returns to you, left hand dipping to grip your ass and press you firmly against his clothed erection. The material of his underwear briefs are far more thin than his sweats and he’s thankful that he gets to feel some part of you.

While Jungkook’s left hand grips your ass, his left goes to rub along your breast, his thumb and index pinching your nipple for a reaction.

You yelp when you feel a new sensation - Jungkook’s tongue. He’s ensuring every part of you has a form of pleasure, his tongue swirling on your other nipple entirely.

Jungkook’s hips thrust into you, his eyes fluttering close. His pleasure could never match what you were feeling now, but even doing the deed - something so forbidden for step-siblings - was causing a wave of adrenaline and pleasure to flow through him.

The pleasure you were feeling was just as foreign, but you couldn’t deny how good it felt. You could feel the sticky arousal between your legs that’s staining Jungkook’s underwear. You couldn’t care now, not when you were matching Jungkook’s thrust with your own grinding.

This isn’t good, you tell yourself. Jungkook and you weren’t supposed to be doing this.

But it felt good - Jungkook’s tongue suckling on your breast, his hand gripping your ass so tight while he’s grinding against you. 

“I told you it’ll feel better when you do it with someone you love.” Jungkook says against your breast, his tongue flickering out his lips to flicker against your nipple. 

The amount of times Jungkook and you continued to engage in sexual acts should be unhealthy. It should have stopped after the first time - but it didn’t. You’re embarrassed to say that you came just by grinding against him, an act that Jungkook found so hot that he wanted to do it again and again and again.

The entire weekend was you and Jungkook. Slowly, you became comfortable with being with him. By the third day, you had since sat in his lap completely naked just in hopes of getting off - and Jungkook allowed it. He loved watching the way you succumb with pleasure,  so wet and ready to cum that you didn’t care what he was doing. He had to mute his microphone on his game that he was playing with Taehyung, ignoring the screams his friend was shouting over the headset about their team losing because of him - but Jungkook didn’t care.

One thing Jungkook enjoyed was tasting you, as weird as it sounded. He’s done this before with other girls - but you were different. He enjoyed sucking and kissing on your kiss and watching your raw reaction to it. He’d place his hands upon your hips as you grind against his cock,  his tongue rubbing along your soft skin. Your breasts were littered with hickies now and you didn’t care in the slightest.

But Jungkook is salivating at the thought of getting to taste you. He can feel how wet your are, your pussy releasing sweet arousal all over his cock that it’s a waste that he hasn’t tasted it. 

The idea of you spread before him as he ravishes your pussy, your moans high and full of lust.

Jungkook is going to do so - now. He doesn’t care if you’re on the phone with your friends; you’ve interrupted him when he was on his game. He had to hear Taehyung berate him for an hour straight.

You’re already naked, Jungkook notes, and that’s good. While you and he started this only two days ago, you wanted him at every given moment and being naked was the quickest way for you to have him. 

Jungkook enters your room without knocking and you furrow a brow at him. He doesn’t speak, he doesn’t need to. You know what he wants (in a way) and you’ll always be ready to give it to him. 

What you aren’t expecting was Jungkook to pull your legs apart, and without warning, dive right into it. His tongue lays flat against your clit, his hands going beneath your thighs to assure you don’t close them.

You yelp loudly at the sudden action, a low groan releasing from your lips.

“I-I’m okay.” you tell your friend over the phone. “K-Keep telling me what happened.”

You mute your phone and place it aside. “W-What-”

“Shut up.” Jungkook tells you. He doesn’t want to think about anything but tasting you, having you cum all over his lips. 

Your friend's speech dies down in the background. Jungkook doesn’t allow any time for you to adjust, his tongue laps between your folds hungrily. Your moans are as sweet as your pussy and he focuses on it and your pleasure entirely. He slurps and sucks against your clit as if it’s his last meal.

“Jungkook, I-I-”

Jungkook’s eyes flicker up to look at you and once more, you groan. 

This is bad, you think. No, worse. 

You told yourself that eventually, you and Jungkook would need to stop this. That you couldn’t keep allowing him to make you cum; but then he makes it harder. Grinding against him was one thing - still bad seeing as he was your step-brother - but this? This was worst.

And the worst felt so good.

“K-Kookie,  please-”

You haven’t called Jungkook that since middle school - a nickname he hated as he grew older. But the name sounds so sweet coming from your lips that he just wants to ravish your pussy even more. 

“What’s wrong?” Jungkook asks, then swipes his tongue against your clit slowly. He keeps his eyes on you as he does this, your reaction enticing him. “Want you to cum on my face.”

Your thighs quiver at Jungkook's words, body radiating with heat. Slowly you nod your head, slightly anticipating the new found pleasure Jungkook was giving you.

“It’ll feel good…” Jungkook says suddenly. “...might feel a little different.”

You’re unsure what he’s speaking of until you feel pressure. Your walls clench around his fingers, the feeling completely unexpected and unfamiliar. 

“Relax, Y/N. It’ll feel good soon.”

Jungkook continues to lick on your clit, slowly entering his fingers deeper inside of you. You’re tight - the tightest he’s ever felt. But you were also a virgin and this was something he’s never had before. It excites him greatly, the thought of you giving your body to him; him being your first for everything sends shock waves through him.

You hum low and your thigh twitches. Jungkook's fingers are long and they’re now hitting a nerve deep inside of you. 

Your back arches as Jungkook picks up the pace in his thrusting. His eyes never leave you as he does, enjoying the way your face contorts with pleasure. You’re beautiful, he thinks, as he always thought you were. Now you’re beautiful to him in more ways than one and your body has developed gracefully over the years.

Your eyes snap shut, a long moan releasing deep from your throat. You’re positive that this was going to make you cum quick - the quickest you’ve ever had. 

“You’re so wet, Y/N.” Jungkook says, hovering above you. He doesn’t stop his thrusting fingers and his eyes are fixed on how good the sight of you is. “Aren’t you happy you agreed to this?”

“Yes!” you moan, nodding your head. There’s that familiar bubbling in your stomach creeping up on you.

“So pretty…” Jungkook groans. Your juices were leaking onto his palm entirely. He can’t wait until he could have you the way he wants to - to fully pleasure you the best way he knows how. 

This isn’t something Jungkook ever wants to stop doing - the rush that goes through him at the fact that this is something you and he were not supposed to be doing. The forbidden action makes him want you even more - want you at times he truly shouldn’t and he ponders how he would react when you two were no longer alone. 

Your thighs are shaking erratically and Jungkook knows you’re cumming. This must be bliss for you, he thinks, cumming so much in such a short amount of time. You’re just lucky that it was him - someone who truly loved you - that was doing this for you. Another person wouldn’t care if you came or not.

Jungkook presses a kiss against your lips as you ride out your orgasm. He sends them across your cheek to your neck as you slowly begin to calm down from your high. “I think your friend hung up.” Jungkook says, eyes glancing at your discarded phone. 

You don’t respond, exhaustion hitting you drastically. 

Jungkook pecks your lips once more. “Next time, I want you to sit on my face.” he says to you, removing his fingers entirely.

This was bad, you think. But you didn’t want it to end.

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Rody Soul: Crush

Fandom: BNHA // MHA — [ Masterlist ]

Summary: ~1.4k, fluff

• You knew Rody well enough to know he doesn't just disappear, but until he returns someone's gotta look out for his siblings.

Warnings: World Heroes Mission spoilers

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There was a reason besides job hunting that Rody frequented Stanleyk's Bar so often, and that reason was a part time bartender who surely had to be in today.

However, once more he was disappointed with your absence and apparently he hadn't hidden it well this time regardless of Pino.

"Your little crush is off working."

"I— I didn't even ask. Besides, I thought (Y/n) worked here."

"Only part time kid. (L/n) takes on jobs just like you." Both he and Pino fell into awed silence, they heard you lived in one of the nicer residences in Shanty Town with little threat due to your renowned fighting ability, but to know you were contracted too? Wow, no doubt higher ranked than him considering you were away for longer periods.

"Bonjour! I'm back~" Gladly you entered, greeted by a soft pelt nuzzling into your neck, cooing affectionately despite Rodys' chiding outburst.

"Oh hello Pino, aren't you beautiful today."

"Congratulations, the contact was very pleased with your work and have requested your services at a later date." Stanleyk bluntly interjected, usually he received only positive feedback on any job associated with you.

"You get requested?!"

"Yeah, more elite clientele tend to stick with trusted confederates. It's just how they work, casual clients don't mind who they get as long as they suit the requirements." Came your experience-infused reply to Rody, reaching into your bag with renewed brightness. "Here, souvenirs for your siblings."

Rody had only introduced you to them once over the years and he hated that you were so thoughtful. It was hard not to develop a stupid crush on you even if he'd deny it to his last breath. Luckily you both had a withholding deal that prevented the disclosure of quirks. It annoyed him that yours was a secret but it was a worthwhile sacrifice when he realised he was attracted to you early on - and Pino had no shame in expressing that. You'd connect the dots way too fast for his liking.

That was your last interaction and you'd never gone so long without an encounter together before this - so knowing his address, and noting his delayed return, you knew something was awry.

When you'd brought up the matter to Stanleyk, he'd relayed a call he'd received and immediately you'd raced over to Rodys' home. Roro and Lala were cautious when you'd knocked but recognised you upon mention of their eldest brother and were glad for the company. 

Days passed and you'd opted for short-term jobs which allowed time to cook for them, play with them, and tell any bedtime stories you could conjure all whilst dozing on their corner seating area once the pair fell asleep. Although, with the impending bomb detonations and inevitable death that followed, your babysitting gig got harder.

Soon enough, you found out Rody was in the hospital after apparently putting an end to said calamity.

When you'd taken the worried Soul duo to visit him, you found Pino flapping about Rodys' siblings with vibrant joy whilst they hugged their bandaged brother. You assumed the other patients were the heroes he'd fought alongside, the green haired one being the most gracious toward your presence. It was then Pino awkwardly fluttered around you, unsure of what to do with herself and blushing fiercely meanwhile Rody offered a charismatic smile.

"Hey (Y/n), thanks for looking after my family whilst I was away, Stanleyk told me you took quicker jobs to check on them."

Before you could respond, Roro and Lala excitedly chimed your praises.

"Yeah (Y/n) cooks way nicer food than you!"

"And tells the coolest bedtime stories!"

"You— you did all that?"

"Eh you know, I have to balance certain aspects of my life with good deeds." Immediately the little pink bird was in your arms embracing what she could - to which Rody rapidly pulled her away with an embarrassed mumble.

Once visiting time was over, you all bid him farewell, leaving Rody with a knowing Midoriya.

"Does (Y/n) know about your quirk?"

"Nope, we have a deal."

"I see... which means they don't know how you feel—"

"Not another word! I don't have the confidence to tell them alright, you've just seen how beautiful and amazing they are..." It was a friendly exchange, and though chuckling Izuku gave his support.

"I think you should be honest about your feelings, after all you just saved many lives worldwide Rody. This shouldn't scare you."

Meanwhile outside the hospital room, you were experiencing the same revelation in a different form.

"That's why you came to check on us, because you're big brothers' partner?" Roro hummed in thought, Lala way too giddy with the information even if you were thoroughly confused.

"Where did you get that idea?"

"Rody is in love you." Roro cemented, shocked you were apparently unaware.

"I don't think—"

"Yeah just look at Pino. She's always nuzzling and admiring you." There must be some miscommunication here.

"What's that got to do with Rody? If anyone loves me then surely it's Pino." You happily laughed, assuming this was just a child's' fantasy and thought you were playing along with it.

Their puzzled expressions had you second guessing though, then came their matter-of-fact enlightenment.

"Pino is Rodys' quirk. You know that right?"

No you did not, you thought she was a pet.

"She expresses exactly what Rody is feeling, making it impossible for him to lie!"

It suddenly all connected, why he came to visit on your shift days and how affectionate Pino had grown to be with you - warmly greeting you every time she saw you, fretting over any injury, tackling you, and flustering whenever you touched Rody. That was how he truly wished to communicate with you?

"Hey, I just need a minute, wait here." Obviously the pair did so with gleeful grins upon their faces as you dashed back into the room. The heroes seemed perplexed, especially when you pulled the curtain around Rodys' bed stating you wanted to see his injuries without children around.

He was equally as confounded, and this time you didn't miss the flourishing Pino despite the contrasting coolness her owner exhibited. You sat on his bed, staring him dead in the eye before you broke his very soul with your whispered question.

"Rody, are you in love with me?"

There was a flush of colour on his cheeks, but without another second to think he smirked casually and leaned closer to you.

"If you've fallen for me (Y/n), it's okay to confess, I won't judge."

Pino however, crash-landed in embarrassment with a white feather of submission waving above her demonstrating the answer you'd desired.

"I see, thanks Pino."

"Wait— you know, crap who told you?" The charade was up and the pure horror finally set in.

"Yeah, Pino shows your true emotions right? So what happens if I do this?"

You matched his previous false confidence, leaning closer with only centimetres between you that allowed you to feel his warm breath brush your lips. He didn't retract though, and so you closed the gap, Rody more than willing to kiss back when gentle fingers reached up to your jaw and a melodic chirping emitted from Pino as she soared though the air right over the curtain and around the room as if she was set aglow.

You pulled away slightly, amused by the display even if your opposite was heavily embarrassed - still, you moved in to kiss him again leaving Pino to enjoy the moment.

"Would ya get that damn bird to shut up already?!" It was the voice of the explosive blonde which fractured the fantasy, excusing yourself once opening the curtain with plausible cover.

"I'll stock some bandages for the wounds ready for when you get back. See you!"

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Life seemed to resume to normal with both of you giving up the shady lifestyle, whilst you quit your position at Stanleyk's Bar to pursue your true passions, Rody in turn ended up getting employed there.

You spent nights over with the Soul family, even if it meant sleeping on the corner couch, Rody always ensured to cook you breakfast. He listened to your bedtime stories with a dreamy look on his face, and when his siblings fell asleep came to join you prior to heading to bed himself.

You'd gifted him pilot books, and you became a feature drawing upon their wall, all the while both of you saved to improve life for the better.

"Hey, if you need a flight attendant oh future pilot captain, may I apply early?"

Just then, Pino held a wing over her heart and promptly fainted whilst Rody ran a hand through his hair.

"Actually, I'd rather you be my copilot so we could always fly together..."

“Is that your idea of a proposal Rody?”

“Wha— not yet! I haven’t saved enough to buy you a—“

“I meant a job proposal, what were you thinking?” Your witty tone left him slumping begrudgingly in his chair and briskly swiping Pino before you could see the classic engagement proposal position she’d admiringly taken.

“Ah, of buying you a pilot manual too if you want to fly with me. That’s all.”

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[ Masterlist ]

[luckyfox3000]

DC X DP PROMT #14

Hello my friends! New Promt! Ps. Pick a dc character you want me to fit in a promt. (I like asking questions)

Dick Grayson had no idea what was going on.

Nor did he want to know.

It all started when Bruce informed the family that a recently orphaned Danial Fenton would be coming to stay with them.

Did it bother him? No! Dick was looking forward to having another sibling (dont say he's not Bruce, for God's sake, he has black hair and blue eyes), the only problem was with Damian.

Dick and the family had worked hard to show Damian that everyone was equally loved and that he wasn't getting sent back to the league for simple mistakes.

Dicks biggest achievement was getting Tim and Damian to get along, though they made a rather terrifying duo.

But anyway, that wasn't the point.

The thing was when the boy finally arrived, other then a scowling Damian, everything was fine.

The boy, Danial who liked to be called Danny, was shy and sweet in the beginning and quite nervous to be around the family, but once he warmed he was cracking jokes and puns like their was no tomorrow.

Dick thought it was a bit odd that Danny was so cheerful after just losing his family, but, everyone has their own coping mechanisms, and as long as he didnt decide to pick up a furry costume and prance into the night to fight crime, Dick would support.

Oddly enough, Tim, Damian, and Danny were the ones to get along best, and Dick found it absolutely adorable (at the time. Never mind, no matter their plans, their still cute), though he heard Jason mutter something along the lines of "God damn it, they've band together, we're all doomed."

Which Dick thought was a bit of an exaggeration.

So what if they smiled when news came of lexcorp blown up, and their funds and stocks drastically decreasing.

So what if they sat together laughing adorably (or in Damians case a small warm smile), while surrounded by sheets of paper detailing plans to destroy the league of assassins (Did Danny figure out their identities???)(they called somone named Jazz for advice, should he be concerned?)

So what if when Dick decided to surprise them and barged into their game room to find several assassins and Slade wilson on the floor, tied up masterfully, unable to move a muscle and knocked out while the boys played video games.

It didn't matter, they were adorable.

So why was Dick so frightened now?

Good question.

"Er... Damian why are you and Tim holding Ra's Al Ghul at knife point? And why the FUCK DOES DANNY LOOK LIKE A DAMN ELDRITCH MON- CREATURE!!! AND OH MY GOD, DANNY WHAT IN THE NAME OF DEMENTORS IS THAT, ARE YOU SUCKING OUT HIS SOUL?!?!?!"

Dick might have miscalculated.

Feel free to use or add on!

[bones4thecats]

Dorm leaders x Reader who has little siblings

A/N: I personally do not have any little siblings, but I'm writing this on the experiences told by my friends. Also, like in all of my other pieces, the reader is not MC!!

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❤️ As an only sibling, Riddle has no idea how close the bond is of an older sibling towards younger. But he did grow up with Trey, so he has seen sibling-bonds in person.

❤️ When you two became a couple, he started understanding love and real care for someone else, but he was nothing short of surprised when your siblings came bellowing into Heartslabyul on Family Day with smiles on their faces.

❤️ When the housewarden learned you had younger siblings, he was shocked yet he couldn't help but find it quite amusing how blunt the children could be. Like when they looked at his mother and said she was pretty for a weed.

❤️ He tried to bond with your siblings in his own ways, like helping them study a certain subject they may be struggling in, or helping them learn their magic (if they have any).

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🦁 Leona has a sibling, and he's the younger, so he understands if one of yours was struggling getting out of another's shadow. Been there, done that.

🦁 He never really enjoyed being around his brother, but he would enjoy watching you mess around with your younger siblings, it brings him back to the days when he and his brother weren't pinned against one another and constantly judged.

🦁 Watching your siblings play with Cheka does kinda annoy him though, having really young kids (like 8 and younger) bothers him because their voices are so high-pitched.

🦁 But this second-born can put his problems aside to help you with your family problems, after all, he has experience with his nephew.

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🐙 Another student who has no siblings. But unlike Riddle, Azul can actually see the bond of siblings through his right and left-hand men Floyd and Jade Leech.

🐙 Azul doesn't quite trust easily, but when he saw how you truly cared for your siblings and treated him and his eel duo like your own family, it sent him in a frenzy.

🐙 He never really bonded with many when he was younger, but watching your siblings bond with Jade, Floyd, and even him, it was remarkable how soft and caring the trio could be when it came to the younglings.

🐙 This guy does mess up at some points, which is normal, but he doesn't exactly understand that. So if he accidentally let your sibling touch something and get a small cut, he'd go nuts over how you'd be mad at him.

🐙 But when you just looked at him and told him this was normal for children, it calmed him down. Our little paranoid octomer.

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☀️ This boy has now somehow reached another level of being a ball of sunshine.

☀️ This dormhead has so many younger siblings that he lost track! And when an older sibling loses track, then you know theirs a fucking ton.

☀️ He loves watching your siblings play with his, it makes him feel more close to you, as his family means pretty much everything to him, alongside his friends and you, of course!

☀️ You having younger siblings is very fun for him, and you're probably ashamed to admit it, but the attention he gives them all does make you a hint jealous, which makes Jamil come to rest a hand on your shoulder, saying it's normal.

☀️ Total softie for children, unlike a certain lion.

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👑 He never really had anyone in his life to see sibling relationships and how healthy they could be. Sure his vice housewarden may have both older and younger siblings, but as Rook lived in Sunset Savanna and Vil was from the Shaftlands, he never saw it in real time.

👑 But when his father mentioned how you spoke on the phone to your younger siblings, Vil was shocked. You had never mentioned them, but no one, that he knew of, had ever asked.

👑 Seeing how your siblings sat down on either the ground with class or in a chair of some sort really made him surprised. He was told by many of his old co-stars and celebrities that having siblings was hard as you're either in their shadow or are the shadow-caster without knowledge, no in between.

👑 But seeing how your siblings weren't directly in your shadow or were casting a shadow over one another surprised him. And at the same time he was quite happy, he didn't want to see you upset about your siblings arguing about something as trivial as that.

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🎮 He is the one who knows exactly what you're going through at some points.

🎮 Idia loves his younger brother to life and death and life again. So seeing how much you cared for your younger family members made his heart skip a beat, it reminded him of simpler times when he and Ortho were younger and both okay.

🎮 This fire-head doesn't enjoy many people's presences, so if he's not in the mood, Ortho takes your siblings out of Ignihyde and around the campus.

🎮 On the other hand, if any of them enjoyed video games or really anything on the internet, then Idia would be happy to teach them the basics of defeating bosses on games they're playing, as he's most likely played every game in existence.

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🐉 This prince of fae has never really had a family, as he never knew his parents growing up, but he did have Silver later on in life, and he did see him like a younger brother, as Lilia raised them.

🐉 Malleus isn't the easiest to approach, but if one of your siblings does it, the rest do too. Nobody wants to be the chicken of the group after all!

🐉 After they get used to his presence, this only makes Malleus want to be together with you even more. Imagine doing this every day but with your own children and not your parents'!

🐉 But this is a dragon-fae we're talking about, do his possessiveness has no limits, but with your siblings, he tries holding himself back. They had you first, in blood, not through love alone. So he tries not to be rude and get all your attention, knowing your siblings also need it.

[patheticpeoplesupreme]

Yue Qingyuan and Shang Qinghua a possible friendship

people pleasers duo/j drabbles and stuff

Au where SQH’s dad has the last name “Yue”

Yue Qingyuan loved his martial siblings, even if it was fairly chaotic all year round (half the time, it was because of a few certain individuals—)

His heart was very full of fondness whenever he sees young disciples playing around during their break time or when the older disciples come around to give the little ones advice.

He knows that outside of the mountain, there’s bound to be more horrors, but for the moment, he’s extremely relieved to see joyful children.

Admittedly, he’s more distant to them than he would have liked, being the sect leader and all, he has to focus on his responsibilities and reputation before being just Yue Qingyuan. Yue Qi.

These days, it’s more peaceful, he’s able to feel the weight in his chest lift slightly after Shen Yuan revealed who he truly was.

Yue Qingyuan was severely devastated, but… for the past few years, deep down, he had known that it wasn’t amnesia that plagued his martial brother. It was a sort of closure to know who what had happened to the real Shen Jiu instead of suffering in wait, wondering if Shen Qingqiu would ever remember their past.

After a few months, he’d created a makeshift grave for himself to visit.

—

Eventually, he realised that Shang Qinghua was probably a soul just like Shen Yuan, what with his informal (and shameless) behaviour and the foreign language he often spoke with Shen Yuan

Eventually, he found out that he was the one who had written his, and Xiao Jiu’s suffering.

He… well… he avoided the man for a long while.

Yue Qingyuan was not exactly the type to emotionally express his fury, not like Liu Qingge. In the end, he decided, it wasn’t fury he was feeling anyway.

Maybe he was far too tired to feel fury.

—

Looking back on it now, it was quite obvious, he was ashamed to admit that he should’ve probably have listened to Shen Jiu’s wariness towards the man

Though he supposed it went for the better since Shang Qinghua did help with the peak’s success in not being destroyed.

He was also little downtrodden at the realisation that he hadn’t known the small man that well at all.

—

Yue Qingyuan remembers one time, he was carrying a fevered Shang Qinghua to Qian Cao Peak. Shang Qinghua was quite delirious the , murmuring things he couldn’t understand. It was probably the world he came from, but Yue Qingyuan hadn’t known that at the time and rushed to the peak quickly and placing him gently on the bed.

Since Mu Qingfang hadn’t been there yet, his brotherly instincts took over and he takes care of his martial brother, trying to ease his furrowed brow and stop him from squirming. He brought him a cup of water and coaxed him to drink.

“Shh, Shang—shidi, it’s okay.” He hummed, remembering a tune from when he had sung to his Xiao Jiu a long long time ago.

It took a short time for the peak lord to settle, so he waited till Shang Qinghua’s eyes were fully closed to leave.

Surprisingly however, the man had caught onto Yue Qingyuan’s sleeve with wide and tearful eyes that made his heart sting.

His next words had made his stomach churn more.

“Baba… you told me you wouldn’t leave…” Shang Qinghua sniffled. It was obvious that he was still delirious from the fever and hadn’t recognised who he was talking to but… for a moment… Yue Qingyuan saw his Xiao Jiu. Yue Qi couldn’t muster up the courage to leave now.

Yue Qingyuan pursed his lips.

“W—Was I too much for you?”

Yue Qingyuan’s eyes widened before he finally rushed to his martial brother’s side, he couldn’t let Shang Qinghua think this way at all.

“No, of course not, just rest…Huá’er.” He brushed the loose strands behind his ear.

“You’re lying—!!” he cried, Yue Qingyuan only held him a little tighter, feeling terrified of what to say and not to say, “Huā’er won’t be annoying anymore, so please don’t leave, Baba!”

Yue Qingyuan could feel his heart shattering the more he listened.

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Years later, Yue Qingyuan sits by his shidi’s table listening to Shang Qinghua admit to being this world’s creator.

One day, he asks mildly curiously. “Huá’er doesn’t have to answer, but this one was wondering. What was this lord’s old family like?”

(This is where SQH admits that his what his dad’s name was)

“My dad was, Uhm… Yue Nuo. The character for promise.”

Yue Qingyuan squeezed Shang Qinghua’s hand.

“Ahh don’t worry gege, it’s been so long, I’m over it now.”

YQY only smiles when he reminds him, “the family that you’ve found in this sect, in your husband’s winter palace, we will be here for you.”

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Shang Qinghua pouts, “everyone’s disobeying me

Shen Qingqiu rolls his eyes

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He created Yue Qingyuan after his dad because he wishes that his dad actually had an excuse not to see him, he wishes that it wasn’t his fault that Shang Qinghua was left alone for so long, he wishes, but he knows that in real life, it’s not so simple. He knows that he’s unloved.

He sees his happy half siblings and he knows. He knows in every family reunion where he’s the odd one out, even when he tries to hangout with his half siblings. He knows it all.

So he pushes it all into Qi-ge and Xiao Jiu.

Eventually he realised that he bared a little too much of his soul to the world, so he scrapped their backstory.

[estapa-edwards]

BACK IN MICHIGAN - R. MCGROARTY

paring: Rutger Mcgroarty x fem! reader

word count: 5.5k

requested? yes - the youngest hughes sister having joined the nhl and started playing a team that wasn’t close by to any of her brothers maybe the jets??? and she’s in the playoffs so they all came out to see her play. rutger and her having started getting closer and anyone of the team could tell they liekd each other so the hughes all notice it but they also notice how much of a family she has seen to made in the team

warnings: use of y/n.

THANK YOU GUYS FOR 100 FOLLOWERS

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Y/N Hughes was never one to shy away from a challenge. With the blood of hockey legends coursing through her veins, she set out to conquer the ice on her terms. Unlike her brothers, who dominated the league with their respective teams, Y/N chose a different route. She opted to join the Winnipeg Jets, a team far from the familiar territory of her brothers' teams. This decision wasn't just about distance; it was about carving her identity away from the shadows of her siblings' legacy.

The Jets weren't just a team for Y/N; they were a new family, a group of warriors bound by a shared love for the game. Among them was Rutger McGroarty, a name synonymous with grit and determination on the ice. Y/N and Rutger's paths intertwined long before they donned the Jets' jersey. They were college comrades, forging a bond that transcended the rink. As fate would have it, their journey continued in the NHL, with both finding themselves wearing the same colors once again.

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Their college experience was like any other student-athlete's – a whirlwind of classes, practices, and games. Yet, amidst the chaos of their schedules, Y/N and Rutger found solace in each other's company. They were drawn together by their shared passion for the game, spending countless hours on the ice perfecting their skills and pushing each other to new heights.

But their bond extended beyond the rink. They were kindred spirits, united by a fierce determination to succeed and a relentless work ethic that set them apart. Whether it was late-night study sessions or impromptu adventures around campus, Y/N and Rutger were inseparable, their laughter echoing through the halls as they navigated the highs and lows of college life together.

As teammates, they were formidable, their chemistry on the ice undeniable. Y/N's lightning speed and precision passing complemented Rutger's brute strength and unwavering resolve, creating a dynamic duo that struck fear into the hearts of their opponents. But it was off the ice where their friendship truly flourished.

In each other, Y/N and Rutger found a confidant, someone who understood the unique pressures they faced as student-athletes. They shared their hopes and dreams, their fears and insecurities, building a foundation of trust and mutual respect that would withstand the test of time. Together, they navigated the highs of victory and the lows of defeat, leaning on each other for support when the weight of expectations became too much to bear.

In the quiet moments between classes and practices, Y/N and Rutger found sanctuary in each other's company. Their dorm rooms became havens where they could escape the chaos of college life and simply be themselves. It was here, in the intimacy of their shared space, that they had some of their most profound conversations.

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Late into the night, with the soft glow of their laptops casting shadows on the walls, Y/N and Rutger would talk for hours about their dreams and aspirations. They shared a vision of one day making it to the NHL, of hoisting the Stanley Cup high above their heads and etching their names into hockey history. But amidst the lofty goals and grand ambitions, they also spoke of their fears – the fear of failure, of letting down their teammates, of falling short of the expectations placed upon them.

Y/N sat cross-legged on her bed, laptop perched on her knees, while Rutger lounged in the bean bag chair beside her, his own laptop open in front of him. The dim light of their room created a cozy atmosphere, perfect for the late-night conversations they often found themselves engaged in.

"You know," Y/N said, breaking the comfortable silence, "sometimes I wonder if we're crazy for dreaming this big."

Rutger looked up from his screen, a small smile playing on his lips. "Crazy or not, I wouldn't want to chase this dream with anyone else."

Y/N chuckled softly. "Yeah, I guess you're right. It's just... daunting, you know? The NHL feels like this distant, unattainable goal sometimes."

Rutger nodded in understanding. "I get it. But think about how far we've come already. We've put in the work, honed our skills, and earned the respect of our teammates. We're closer than we think."

Y/N sighed, running a hand through her hair. "I know you're right. It's just hard to shake off the doubt sometimes."

Rutger reached out and gently squeezed her shoulder. "We all have our moments of doubt, Y/N. But we can't let fear hold us back. We have to keep pushing forward, one step at a time."

She smiled gratefully at him, feeling a wave of reassurance wash over her. "Thanks, Rutger. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Rutger returned her smile, his eyes reflecting genuine warmth. "Likewise, Y/N. We're in this together, remember?"

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Their friendship was the kind that seemed to transcend boundaries, drawing them together like magnets no matter where they went. Whether it was on the ice, in the classroom, or simply hanging out in their dorm room, Y/N and Rutger were inseparable.

Their teammates often joked about how they were joined at the hip, their camaraderie evident in the way they moved and interacted with each other. It wasn't uncommon for people to mistake them for a couple, their easy banter and shared laughter fueling the rumors.

But Y/N and Rutger paid the speculation no mind. They were content in the comfort of their friendship, secure in the knowledge that their bond went far deeper than any fleeting romance. They shared a connection that went beyond the superficial, built on a foundation of trust, mutual respect, and unwavering support.

And so, they continued to spend their days and nights together, their friendship growing stronger with each passing moment. Whether it was studying for exams, cheering on their teammates from the sidelines, or simply enjoying each other's company, Y/N and Rutger were always there for each other, a constant presence in each other's lives.

As the rumors persisted and the whispers grew louder, they simply shrugged them off, their smiles never faltering. For Y/N and Rutger, their friendship was all that mattered, and they wouldn't let anything – not even the speculation of others – come between them.

The tension in the locker room was palpable as the Michigan Wolverines prepared to take the ice for the most important game of the season. Y/N and Rutger sat side by side, their heads bent together as they discussed strategy, their voices hushed but determined.

"We need to shake things up," Rutger said, his brow furrowed in concentration. "Their defense is tight, but I think we can exploit the gap on the left side."

Y/N nodded, her eyes alight with determination. "Agreed. If you can draw their defenseman towards you, I'll slip through and position myself for the pass."

Rutger grinned, a spark of excitement igniting in his eyes. "Sounds like a plan. Let's show them what we're made of."

With their strategy in place, they joined their teammates on the ice, the roar of the crowd echoing in their ears. The game was tense, with both teams fighting tooth and nail for every inch of ice.

As the final minutes of the game ticked away, the score remained deadlocked. But Y/N and Rutger refused to let despair set in, their determination unwavering as they fought for victory.

With less than a minute left on the clock, Rutger saw his opening. With lightning speed, he weaved through the opposing defense, drawing their attention away from Y/N who streaked towards the net with laser focus.

In a split-second decision, Rutger sent a perfectly timed pass soaring across the ice, the puck gliding effortlessly towards Y/N's waiting stick.

Time seemed to stand still as Y/N positioned herself, her heart pounding in her chest as she prepared to make her move. With a swift flick of her wrist, she sent the puck flying towards the net, the sound of it hitting the back of the goal ringing out like music to her ears.

The crowd erupted into cheers as the final buzzer sounded, signaling their victory. Y/N and Rutger embraced in a tight hug, their faces alight with joy and triumph.

"We did it," Y/N exclaimed, her voice filled with awe.

Rutger grinned, his eyes shining with pride. "We sure did. Couldn't have done it without you, Y/N."

As they skated off the ice, their teammates cheering them on, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude wash over her. Gratitude for Rutger, for his unwavering support and unwavering belief in her abilities.

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Y/N and Rutger lounged on the couch, their laughter filling the air as they scrolled through TikTok videos together. It was a rare moment of relaxation after their recent victory, and they were relishing every second of it.

As Y/N swiped through her "For You" page, a familiar face appeared on the screen – Rutger's. She couldn't help but grin as she tapped on the video, eager to show him.

"Hey, check this out," she said, turning her phone towards him.

Rutger leaned in, his eyes widening in surprise as he watched himself on the screen. "Whoa, that's me!" he exclaimed, a mix of excitement and disbelief in his voice.

Y/N laughed, nodding enthusiastically. "Yep, someone made an edit of you. It's actually really cool."

As they watched the video together, Y/N's finger hovered over the screen, her intention to show Rutger quickly overshadowed by a sudden slip of her thumb. In an instant, she accidentally liked the video, her heart sinking as she realized her mistake.

"Oh no," she gasped, her eyes widening in horror. "I didn't mean to do that!"

Rutger looked at her, a puzzled expression on his face. "What happened?"

Y/N swallowed nervously, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "I... I accidentally liked the video. On my public account."

Rutger's eyes widened in understanding as the implications of Y/N's mistake sank in. Their teammates had already been teasing them about their close friendship, and now, with Y/N accidentally liking an edit of Rutger, the rumors were bound to escalate.

"Oh man," Rutger muttered, running a hand through his hair. "This is not good."

Y/N groaned, feeling a knot of anxiety forming in the pit of her stomach. "I know. People are going to think... they're going to think we're dating for sure."

Rutger sighed, his expression resigned. "Well, I guess there's nothing we can do about it now. We'll just have to deal with whatever comes our way."

As they continued to scroll through TikTok, Y/N couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled over her. She knew that their accidental like would only fuel the rumors surrounding their relationship, but deep down, she also knew that their friendship was worth more than any speculation or gossip.

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The bright lights of the arena illuminated the stage as Y/N and Rutger took their seats for the pre-game interview. The anticipation in the air was electric, a buzz of excitement permeating the atmosphere as they prepared to discuss the upcoming game.

The interviewer, a cheerful woman with a microphone in hand, smiled warmly at them as the cameras began to roll. "Welcome, Y/N and Rutger! It's great to have you both here. Let's jump right into it – you two have been playing exceptionally well together on the ice. Some fans are even speculating that there might be more than just friendship between you. Care to comment?"

Y/N felt her heart skip a beat at the question, her gaze flickering to Rutger for a brief moment before returning to the interviewer. She swallowed nervously, her mind racing as she searched for the right words.

Before she could respond, Rutger spoke up, his tone casual but firm. "No, we're not dating. We're just good friends and teammates who happen to have a great on-ice chemistry."

Y/N's heart sank at his words, a pang of hurt flashing through her chest despite her best efforts to suppress it. She forced a smile onto her lips, nodding in agreement with Rutger's response.

"Right, just good friends," she echoed, her voice betraying none of the turmoil swirling within her.

The interviewer smiled, seemingly satisfied with their answer. "Well, you two certainly make a formidable team regardless. Best of luck in tonight's game!"

As the interview concluded and they made their way back to the locker room, Y/N couldn't shake the feeling of disappointment that lingered within her. She had always known that she and Rutger were just friends, but hearing him dismiss the idea of them dating so quickly had stung more than she cared to admit.

In the quiet of the locker room, she took a moment to collect herself, plastering a smile onto her face as she prepared to face their teammates. But deep down, she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered within her. She knew that their friendship was worth more than any rumors or speculation, but a small part of her couldn't help but wonder if there was something more between them after all.

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As Y/N and Rutger settled into their roles on the Winnipeg Jets, their bond on and off the ice only seemed to grow stronger. They continued to be each other's rock, supporting and pushing one another to new heights with each game they played.

But amidst the chaos of the NHL season, Y/N found herself grappling with feelings she had long kept buried – feelings that went beyond friendship. She watched as Rutger dazzled on the ice, his skill and determination shining brighter than ever, and couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration and affection swell within her.

Yet, she kept her feelings hidden, burying them beneath layers of friendship and camaraderie. She couldn't risk jeopardizing their relationship, especially not when they were both focused on achieving their dreams in the NHL.

But fate had a way of throwing unexpected curveballs, and one evening, during a crucial game against a fierce rival, history seemed to repeat itself. As the clock ticked down and the tension mounted, Y/N found herself in the perfect position to recreate the play that had once brought them victory back in Michigan.

With Rutger by her side, she darted across the ice, her heart pounding with anticipation as she positioned herself for the pass. And just like before, Rutger delivered, sending the puck sailing towards her with pinpoint precision.

Time seemed to slow as Y/N made her move, the familiar rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins as she fired the puck towards the net. And then, with a resounding thud, it hit its mark – the same pass, the same goal they had scored together all those years ago.

The arena erupted into cheers as their teammates rushed to congratulate them, but amidst the jubilation, Y/N couldn't shake the feeling of déjà vu that washed over her. It was as if time had folded in on itself, bringing them full circle to where it all began.

Amidst the jubilation, Rutger made his way over to Y/N, a grin stretching across his face as he clapped her on the back. "That was incredible, Y/N," he exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine excitement. "You really nailed it out there."

Y/N returned his smile, her heart fluttering at his praise. "Thanks, Rutger. I couldn't have done it without your perfect pass."

As they basked in the glow of their victory, Rutger's expression turned thoughtful, a hint of nostalgia flickering in his eyes. "You know," he began, his tone soft but earnest, "that goal we just scored... it reminded me of our time back in Michigan."

Y/N's breath caught in her throat at his words, her mind racing with memories of their days as college teammates. "Yeah," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "It felt like déjà vu, didn't it?"

Rutger nodded, a wistful smile playing on his lips. "It did. Back then, we were just a couple of rookies with big dreams. And now, here we are, living those dreams together in the NHL."

Y/N's heart swelled with emotion as she gazed at Rutger, her feelings for him bubbling to the surface with each passing moment. "Yeah," she said, her voice barely a whisper. "Here we are."

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At team dinners, amidst the clinking of utensils and the chatter of their teammates, Y/N found solace in the familiar presence of Rutger beside her. It had become a ritual of sorts for them to sit next to each other, their seats gravitating towards one another as naturally as breathing.

During team dinners, Y/N often found herself gravitating towards Rutger, drawn to the comfort and familiarity of his presence. As they sat side by side, their shoulders brushing against each other in a silent display of solidarity, she found solace in his company.

Rutger had a way of making her feel seen and understood, his easygoing demeanor putting her at ease even in the midst of a bustling dinner crowd. He knew so much about her life – the trials and triumphs, the joys and struggles – and there was a certain comfort in knowing that he was always there to listen, to support her, to be her rock in times of need.

As they engaged in light-hearted banter and shared inside jokes, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for Rutger's unwavering friendship. He was more than just a teammate; he was her confidant, her ally, her closest companion in a world that often felt overwhelming and uncertain.

But amidst the warmth and camaraderie of their team dinners, there were moments when Y/N's insecurities threatened to resurface. It was during one such dinner that someone not on her team mentioned her family, their words casting a shadow over the jovial atmosphere.

"They say she's always lived in her brothers' shadows," the voice said, loud enough for Y/N to hear.

Her heart skipped a beat as she forced a smile onto her lips, her grip tightening on her utensils as she struggled to maintain her composure. The words stung, dredging up painful memories of feeling overlooked and overshadowed by her brothers' achievements.

But before the words could fully settle in her mind, Rutger's touch brought her back to the present. His hand found hers under the table, his grip gentle yet reassuring as he squeezed her leg in silent solidarity.

In that simple gesture, Y/N found the comfort and support she had been seeking. Rutger knew her struggles, understood the pressures she faced, and offered his unwavering support without needing to say a word.

"Y/N is one of the most talented and hardworking players I know," he said, his words carrying across the table with quiet conviction. "She's earned every success she's had on her own merit, and anyone who says otherwise doesn't know what they're talking about."

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As the playoffs approached, the excitement in the air was palpable, a tangible energy that permeated every aspect of life both on and off the ice. For Y/N, it was a time of heightened anticipation, a chance to prove herself on the biggest stage of them all alongside her teammates, including her steadfast companion, Rutger.

As the playoffs drew nearer, Y/N decided to take a bold step and introduce Rutger to her family. She knew that her parents and siblings were eager to meet the man who had become such an integral part of her life, both on and off the ice. And as she watched Rutger interact with her family, she couldn't help but feel a swell of pride and affection for the man by her side.

Her parents, Ellen and Jim Hughes, greeted Rutger with warm smiles and open arms, instantly putting him at ease with their genuine warmth and hospitality. And as they observed the easy camaraderie and shared laughter between Y/N and Rutger, it was clear to see that they were more than just teammates – they were kindred spirits, united by a bond that transcended the confines of the hockey rink.

Ellen Hughes, in particular, couldn't help but notice the undeniable connection between Y/N and Rutger. She had long been aware of her daughter's major crush on Rutger, her keen maternal instincts picking up on the subtle cues and glances that betrayed Y/N's true feelings.

But as she watched the two of them together, Ellen couldn't help but feel a surge of hope and optimism. Rutger was more than just a teammate – he was a kind and caring presence in Y/N's life, someone who brought out the best in her both on and off the ice. And as she looked at them, laughing and joking together like old friends, Ellen couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the man who had captured her daughter's heart.

As the playoffs intensified and the pressure mounted, Y/N and Rutger found themselves locked in a fierce battle on the ice. But instead of crumbling under the weight of expectation, they rose to the occasion, their chemistry igniting like never before as they propelled their team towards victory.

With every pass and every play, it was as if they were in perfect sync, their movements fluid and instinctual as they danced across the ice in a mesmerizing display of teamwork and skill. They seemed to anticipate each other's every move, their connection transcending words as they communicated through subtle gestures and knowing glances.

After the game, as they sat together in the locker room, still buzzing with adrenaline from their hard-fought victory, Y/N couldn't help but marvel at the intensity of their performance.

"Did you feel that out there?" she asked, her voice filled with awe and wonder. "It was like our chemistry exploded on the ice. We were unstoppable together."

Rutger nodded, a wide grin spreading across his face as he relived the exhilaration of the game. "I know what you mean," he replied, his eyes alight with excitement. "It's like we were on the same wavelength, reading each other's minds out there. It was incredible."

Y/N nodded in agreement, her heart swelling with pride at the thought of what they had accomplished together. "I've never felt anything like it," she admitted, her voice tinged with amazement.

It's like we were meant to be." Y/N's heart skipped a beat at Rutger's words, her breath catching in her throat as she processed the weight of his statement.The words echoed in her mind, sending a flurry of emotions coursing through her veins.

"Oh," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, but filled with a depth of feeling that she couldn't quite articulate. In that moment, the air between them seemed charged with an electric tension, the unspoken words hanging heavy in the space between them.

Rutger's gaze softened, his eyes searching hers with a mixture of warmth and vulnerability. "I didn't mean it like that," he said, his voice gentle but earnest. "I just meant... I don't know, it's hard to explain."

Y/N nodded, her heart pounding in her chest as she struggled to make sense of her own emotions. "I know what you mean," she replied, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "It's just... it feels like we have this connection, you know? Like we were always meant to find each other, even if it's just as teammates."

Rutger reached out and brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his touch sending shivers down her spine. "Yeah," he said, his voice soft but sure. "I feel it too."

As Rutger's touch lingered on her skin, Y/N couldn't help but wish that he could feel the same depth of emotion stirring within her. The uncertainty gnawed at her, a constant ache in the pit of her stomach as she grappled with the weight of her unspoken feelings.

But little did she know, Rutger's heart beat in rhythm with hers, his own emotions swirling in a tumultuous whirlwind of longing and desire. With every glance, every touch, every shared moment, he found himself falling deeper under Y/N's spell, unable to deny the magnetic pull she held over him.

As they sat together in the quiet intimacy of the locker room, Rutger wrestled with his own inner turmoil, his mind consumed by thoughts of Y/N and the unspoken connection that bound them together. He longed to reach out and tell her the truth, to lay bare his own feelings and risk it all for the chance at something more.

But fear held him back, the fear of rejection, of ruining their friendship, of losing the one person who had come to mean everything to him. And so, he remained silent, his words caught in the tangled web of his own insecurities.

As they sat together in the hushed stillness of the moment, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of longing wash over her. She wished she could read Rutger's thoughts, decipher the silent language of his heart and know once and for all where they stood.

As Rutger found himself unable to shake Y/N from his thoughts, her presence lingering in his mind like a haunting melody, he knew he couldn't ignore the turmoil that churned within him any longer. With each passing moment, the weight of his unspoken feelings grew heavier, threatening to consume him from the inside out.

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Unable to resist the pull any longer, Rutger made his way to Y/N's apartment, his heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. He knew that this was a risk, that laying his heart bare could change everything between them, but he also knew that he couldn't continue to live in the shadow of his own fears.

As he stood outside her door, his hand poised to knock, Rutger's mind raced with a thousand different scenarios, each one more terrifying than the last. What if she didn't feel the same way? What if he ruined their friendship? What if...

But before he could spiral any further into his own doubts, Rutger took a deep breath and knocked on the door, his heart hammering in his chest as he waited for her to answer.

When Y/N opened the door, her eyes widened in surprise at the sight of Rutger standing on her doorstep. "Rutger, what are you doing here?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity and concern.

Rutger took a step forward, his gaze locked on hers with a fierce intensity. "I couldn't stop thinking about you," he admitted, his voice raw with emotion. "I couldn't get you out of my head, and I realized... I couldn't keep it in anymore."

Y/N's breath caught in her throat at his confession, her heart racing with a mixture of disbelief and hope. "Rutger..." she began, her voice barely a whisper as she struggled to find the words to express the whirlwind of emotions coursing through her veins.

But before she could speak, Rutger reached out and gently cupped her face in his hands, his touch sending sparks of electricity dancing across her skin. "I know this might be a lot to take in," he said, his voice soft but urgent. "But I had to tell you... I care about you, Y/N. More than I've ever cared about anyone."

Y/N's breath caught in her throat at his confession, her pulse quickening with a mixture of disbelief and longing. She searched his eyes, the depths of their blue depths mirroring her own uncertainty, yet tinged with a vulnerability that laid bare the rawness of his emotions.

Rutger took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to reveal. "It wasn't just today," he confessed, his voice tinged with a hint of nostalgia. "It's been building for a while now... ever since Michigan."

Y/N's brow furrowed in confusion, her mind racing to make sense of his words. "Michigan?" she echoed, her voice barely above a whisper as she urged him to continue.

Rutger nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he recalled the memories that lingered in the recesses of his mind. "After we won the game," he began, his voice laced with a hint of nostalgia, "and we scored that goal together... something changed for me."

He paused, his gaze searching hers with an intensity that made her heart skip a beat. "In that moment, with the crowd cheering and our teammates surrounding us, I realized that I was falling for you, Y/N. Hard."

As Rutger's words hung in the air, time seemed to stand still, the weight of his confession settling between them like a delicate veil. Y/N's breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding in her chest as she processed the depth of his feelings.

"That day, I felt like it was just us against the world," Rutger continued, his voice filled with a quiet conviction that sent a shiver down Y/N's spine. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that I love you."

Y/N's eyes widened in astonishment at his words, her heart soaring with a newfound sense of hope and joy. She searched his gaze, the depths of his blue eyes reflecting a vulnerability that mirrored her own, yet tinged with an intensity that made her pulse quicken with anticipation.

"Rutger..." she whispered, her voice barely above a breath as she struggled to find the words to express the whirlwind of emotions coursing through her veins. "I... I don't know what to say."

But Rutger reached out and gently brushed a tear from her cheek, his touch sending sparks of electricity dancing across her skin. "You don't have to say anything," he said, his voice soft but urgent. "I just needed you to know how I feel."

In that moment, surrounded by the quiet intimacy of her apartment, Y/N knew that she had a choice to make – to embrace the love that pulsed between them, or to retreat back into the safety of her own fears. And as she looked into Rutger's eyes, shining with a vulnerability that mirrored her own, she knew that she couldn't ignore the longing that pulsed between them any longer.

With a trembling breath, she reached out and took Rutger's hand in hers, her fingers intertwining with his in a silent promise of what could be. "I love you too, Rutger," she whispered, her voice filled with a depth of feeling that she hadn't known was possible. "More than you'll ever know."

As their hands intertwined, a wave of electricity surged between them, igniting a spark that had been smoldering beneath the surface for far too long. With their hearts pounding in unison, Y/N leaned in slowly, her eyes fluttering closed as she closed the distance between them.

Rutger's breath hitched as he felt her soft lips press against his, a surge of warmth flooding through him as their kiss deepened. In that moment, the world fell away, leaving only the two of them wrapped in the cocoon of their shared emotions.

Their kiss was tender yet passionate, a silent affirmation of the love that had blossomed between them. With each brush of their lips, they poured their hearts into the moment, savoring the sweetness of their newfound connection.

And as they finally pulled away, their foreheads resting against each other as they caught their breath, Y/N knew that this was just the beginning of their journey together. With Rutger by her side, she felt invincible, ready to face whatever challenges the future might hold.

"I love you," Rutger whispered, his voice filled with a depth of emotion that mirrored her own.

"I love you too," Y/N replied, her heart overflowing with happiness as she pressed another gentle kiss to his lips.

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how did the player manage to get all of them??? what did player do to convince them? if they had to be convinced?? (i'm asking about the 'everyone is saved' au!)

I'm working on a few pieces of art regarding this, but they'll take some time, so until then...

The Player/Angel did half of the "rescues" by accident, the other half by sheer spite. Huggy was saved from falling down by a VERY shaky and terrified Angel who had to drag him somewhere else so they could take a look at him. After freeing a very shocked and terrified Poppy and seeing her getting kidnapped by Mommy Long Legs, the duo went on their way to rescue the doll. And, well...

Lets just say. Long Legs did NOT like having a grown adult look at her face and tell her she seems lonely. Huggy 100% looked at Angel not understanding half of what was going on but still nodded along. He also didn't help much with the games Long Legs was throwing at them, and the toys that were a part of it were SO confused by Huggy being there. Thankfully, though, Angel unkowingly saved their lives with their banter with Long Legs. Angel also sort of "rescued" them/befriended them after the games.

Long Legs... I plan on either drawing or writing more in-depth about how the Angel convinced her to stick around, but let's just say that they GRABBED her out of being crushed to death. Sadly she still lost an arm, but it's better than her life.

Angel came back with Long Legs, Huggy and at least 20 other toys and Poppy was just "??????? how????????", but she was just too thankful to see them alive and well to say anything else.

Angel stayed with the group for some time to take care of everyone's wounds, because Huggy unfortunately also got a bit more hurt during Long Leg's chase. They, uhm, had a sibling fight. That involved certain murder attempt. But, hey, at least they're okay now! Poppy also informed Angel of most details of her plan instead of making them enter the train to reveal that.

Angel, however, decided to head to Playcare alone with Poppy. It took some convincing, but too many toys were hurt for them to feel safe having around without fearing for their lives. Playcare felt lonely until Angel found Dogday and yanked him away from his cell before running for their lives.

For this AU, Dogday does not recover his legs. Angel takes him to Poppy and Kissy, and, together, they stitch him back together. Dogday then follows and helps Angel around, mostly by warning them of what they could find.

I could go on and ONNNNN about what saving Catnap was like but, again, I plan on going that more in-depth later on. So a quick tldr would be "Angel discovers who Theo was and what happened to him before becoming Catnap and decides to bring some comfort to this literal child". Angel knows something else happened to Catnap for him to go from following the Prototype around like a child trying to copy their parent to an apex predator who almost had to beg the Smiling Critters to hunt other toys so they wouldn't starve. Dogday plays a role on this as well because him and Catnap used to be friends (he tried to shield little Theo from all the bullying!), and he genuinely wants Catnap to become better, but he's too hurt to actually be the one who convinces him to switch sides.

Anyways. Angel didn't want for Catnap to be electrocuted again. They were dissociating and on the verge of tears when the Prototype's arm appeared. They didn't even know what happened until they were on top of Catnap and he smelt blood as the Prototype simply left them to be.

Catnap lost an ear and was so, so angry at Angel for throwing themself at him. He was hurt and horrified and he actually screamed at Angel before they calmed him down.

We can say that Catnap knew that dying wasn't the solution he wanted, but after spending so much time in that nightmare, it was the only option he knew. Thankfully Angel knows well how that feels like and gently treated his wounds, even when he tried to attack them, even when he ran away more than once so he wouldn't look at that human again. Angel was still there for him.

Anyways this is followed by Angel having to stop Mommy Long Legs and Catnap from trying to kill each other, and then Angel having to assign Dogday to look out for Long Legs so she wouldn't try to make Huggy or Kissy fight the cat.

Anyways, Angel also befriends the mini critters on this process because they were assigned as the Playcare's new apex predator. Angel asks Catnap to keep the little ones OUT of Dogday's sight so the dog wouldn't have a panic attack, then comes back two hours later to see the mini critters and the mini huggies befriending each other.

After that, it's the group against the Prototype.

...

After that, it's Angel trying to convince Prototype to try therapy. And then when it's all said and one, everyone goes outside and Angel calls the authorities after being handled the paperwork transferring the factory's ownership and money to them. It's a LOT of explaining to do, LOTS of documents to hide so no one else would try to replicate the experiments ever again, and some extra laws being made because what the actual fuck just happened here.

So, in a nutshell:

Angel has too much dad/mom energy for the traumatized kids to not get themselves attached to them.

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DPxDC Family Week June 19 (Day 2)

Prompt: Siblings | Play

A/N: All I gotta say is this was heavily inspired by Wayne Family Adventures. I think I focused more no the Play prompt than Siblings, either way please enjoy my Day 2 contribution :D

AO3 Link: DPxDC Family Week Contributions

Danny was in a tricky situation. He carefully checked his surroundings as he crouched behind a bookshelves to reload. The Meta Alliance was off the table. Duke got taken out by Dick. He had seen Damian hunting down Tim earlier, muttering something about using the same trick again despite his warning. Jason was still wandering the halls in search of him loudly offering Danny a new Alliance promising that he wouldn't be shot on sight. He had lost sight of Cass earlier but he knew Steph was hiding on the second floor waiting for Jason to take revenge.

When Dick had come to him and Jazz earlier that day Danny did not expect for the oldest Wayne to hand them each a paintball gun with a wide grin. Only for them to suggest taking part in a game they played every year called Assassin. It was apparently a secret from Bruce that only the children of Bruce Wayne aka Batman took part in.

He had been suspicious of it at first, Jazz and him had only joined the Family for a couple of months now and Dick had suggested they join the game as a bonding experience between siblings with the rest of the family. When Danny didn't let up on his suspicious staring he also offered that it was a way to train and test Danny's stealth against his new siblings.

Only partly convinced, at least in Danny's case, they had joined. The moment they entered the sitting room everyone else was in, Harper, last year's winner according to the others, decided to start with a special alliance to ease Jazz into the game. Only for her to get accidentally taken out. She had made the mistake of forming the alliance with all the girls including Jazz, without prior information that till then only Danny had been privileged to with how often his own sister had souped him. To Harper's credit, she didn't know about the bad aim his sister inherited from their dad. The girl alliance got pretty quickly dissolved then and the Fanton siblings formed a new one, since Danny knew best how bad of a shot Jazz was.

Though Danny additionally had the one with Duke until he got taken out. They honestly had thought that with their Meta-powers they could overwhelm the others. Hell they were a power duo on patrols, this should have been easy. That was until Dick got Duke and Duke in all the dramatic sibling fashion 'died' in a distracting way that made Dick and Danny laugh only for the Ghost to then escape.

"AH FUCK!" Looks like Jason got taken out now too from the sounds of it. Danny didn't stay to find out who took the revenant out. He went invisible and phased through the wall behind him and floated up a floor through it. Carefully to avoid Bruce as well as Alfred so that the two adults shouldn't grow suspicious. Suddenly there was rusting behind him and Danny turned around quickly. He was still invisible so aside from Duke no one should be able to see him right now.

"I know you're here Danny. Show yourself."

"You're wearing your mask with heat-vision?" The question came out before he could help himself as he stared at Tim. Both his hands raised as he held them up, showing that he meant no harm, his paintball gun in his right hand pointing at the ceiling for extra measures while Tim was grinning at him with his gun pointed at Danny.

"Your body temperature is lower than the average human one, especially when you use your powers. It's the easiest way to find you since it was decided that both you and Duke were allowed to use them."

"I see." Danny nodded along. "I take it, you want to take me out right now?"

"If you don't agree to my proposal. Help me take out Damian and Cass."

Danny hummed thinking about it for a second before he noticed movement from the corner of the hall. He grinned, shrugging with his shoulders. "I would but… sorry maybe next time!"

He let himself fall through the floor as Tim cried out, blue splotches on his back appearing. Danny barely missed getting shot too as he fell onto the first floor. An orange splatter left on the wall at the height his chest had been mere seconds ago. Cass standing at the end of the hall as they made one final eye contact before he completely disappeared from sight through the floor.

But he did not get a second of rest as he fell into one of the down stairs sitting rooms. The moment he was through the ceiling and made eye contact with a stunned but then grinning assailant. He flipped to the side barely dodging the colorful rounds shot at him and aimed his own gun. Ten shots, nine missing but the last one finally got his target's leg.

"Gotcha!" He cheered as he floated down grinning brightly at Dick.

"Not bad baby ghost. I didn't expect you and Jazz to be this good. Sure you guys didn't have formal training?" Inspecting his leg the elder smiled, happy at seeing Danny enjoying himself this freely. He still remembered the first month in which Danny barely spoke to anyone aside from his sister. Dick had been a bit worried when he asked the Fanton kids to join their game but he was glad that he did now. The Fantons had come a long way and it appeared that they finally saw the rest of the Waynes as siblings too.

"No, everything is self thought. Though, Jazz hitting Harper was totally an accident considering she had been aiming at-" Their phones buzzed and both each took their own out. Dick whistled. "Baby bird took out Steph. So now it's only you, Jazz, Dami and Cass left. Looks like this year's game will even be over before patrol starts."

"Did it take longer last year?"

Dick nodded. "It went right into patrol time. But maybe it's getting over faster this year because everyone is at the Manor." He didn't mention that he had specifically asked the others to not draw out the game too long. Despite the couple of months, Danny and Jazz were still new to Gotham and the family and they both didn't need distractions during patrol and support.

"Speaking of being at the Manor. Why hasn't Alfred said anything about the paint splatters yet? He is omnipresent, I thought he would be the first to notice." The halfa tilted his head in light confusion. Really with the way Alfred always knew what was going on in the Manor Danny had long since expected for the butler to gather them all to give them a stern talking about playing with paintball guns inside the building.

"It's fine as long as we clean up after ourselves." He raised an eyebrow and Dick rubbed his neck nervously. "And as long as we don't go overboard and damage anything permanently. Besides, sometimes Alfred even ends up joining in on these games to teach us a lesson or to get back at us for all the grief we gave him with injuries in the past."

Danny raised a suspicious eyebrow. "He… won't just do that this time, will he?"

"Nope, but we should clean up here before Bruce comes back. It also helps that most of us only shoot when we are sure that we will hit the others and not something else." Danny nodded, muttering an embarrassed 'sorry' remembering how he let more than one shot lose at his targets. Dick only chuckled, patting his head and offering a cloth piece to wipe the paint from the wall.

Once it was clean Danny gave a grinning Dick a little finger salute before going invisible again and leaving the room. There were only four players left. He wouldn't be able to find Cass but he could try and take out Daimien. Choosing to be as silent as possible Danny used his ghost powers to also float. He turned off his ghostly powers as he came across Bruce and Tim by the stairs. The man was asking Tim about the paint on his neck that he must have splattered there when Cass had taken him out earlier.

"Damian and I got into a disagreement when I passed his atelier earlier. He threw one of his paint brushes at me like a dart."

"Damian wouldn't just do that because of a simple disagreement. What sort of argument did you two get into this time, for it to art out like this?"

Danny frowned slightly. The others never had mentioned what would happen if Bruce found out. He hid his gun on his back under his hoodie.

"Hi Bruce, I think someone must have pissed him off at school. He threw one at me too, when I asked him what got him into a sour mood." Danny decided to add to the lie. Really the youngest stabbiness was a really nice trait that made these lies even more believable. Tim gave him a thumbs up for the support hidden from Bruce's eyes.

"Hello Danny. Maybe I should have a talk with Damian. I cannot have him bring another knife to school again." The man muttered with a sigh as he walked away from them. Tim and Danny grinned at each other before once again Danny saluted before making his way back to the second floor. He had a feeling that he would find Damian or Cass up there.

Hearing voices by the end of the hall where Damian's Atelier was, Danny decided to try and be sneaky. The door was only a gap wide open, he peaked into the room. It hadn't been long since he had meet Bruce with Tim by the stairs but apparently the man was quick with his actions. In the room were said man and the youngest Wayne, Bruce was apparently trying to get Damian to tell him why he was in a sour mood and hurl his paint brushes at his siblings.

Danny snickered, the man's back was to the door and he grinned the moment Damian noticed him peaking in by the door. He gave the youngest a little bit of a mocking wave with the addition of a wide grin as Damian scowled. Bruce apparently took it that Damian did not like the reinforced rule of no knives at school.

Still grinning the ghost boy pulled his gun from the back and aimed it through the door carefully so that Bruce wouldn't notice him. Damian was now flat out glaring deadly at him, daring him to do it in the presence of his father. Waiting for the right time Danny watched Bruce and when the man appeared to look at something at his side he fired a shot. Hitting the youngest square in the chest who quickly despite his deadly glare turned towards one of his unfinished pieces and grabbed some of his art supplies to explain that color splatter as a lapse of his own judgment and frustration of the topic they were discussing.

Danny definitely knew he would be paying for this action later. Damian wasn't as stabby with him like he was with others thanks to Danny's ghostly powers, but that only meant that the youngest was creative in other ways to get back at the halfa. Though right now it only mattered to Danny that he was able to get two of the bat-kids out of the game with no formal training. That grin was whiped of his face when he felt a short sting on his back and his head whipped around to see Cass behind him smiling brightly.

"Lacking situational awareness."

"Okay yea, that was my bad." Letting out a sight he admitted defeat as he in a bout of dramatic essence chose to lay flat on the ground only lifting his head a little to face an amused Cass. Taking out his phone he proceeded to text the group that he had taken out Damian but in return got taken out by Cass. Looks like Cass would be the winner this year, he commented into the chat.

"Finally found you Danny!" Looking up stunned as well as hearing shuffling towards the door from the Atelier Danny looked up to see Jazz standing by the end of the hall now her paintball gun aimed at Danny as Cass dived to the side away from him. Right, his sister was still in the game!

"Let me handle this!"

"Wait Jazz!"

Too late his sister fired multiple shots and in a feat the half ghost honestly thought impossible, the projectiles ricochet off of decorations, leaving small splatters of paint behind them everywhere. The door next to him opened and Danny stared wide eyes up at Bruce and Damian.

"What is going on-"

-splat-

At the end of the day Cass was declared the winner while Jazz was declared the honorary winner by being the first one to ever hit Bruce Wayne aka Batman square in the face with a paintball gun.

Though the siblings all got a stern talking to from the man for playing Assassin inside the Manor as well as Alfreds disappointed look™ that was followed by an amused smile whenever the butler side eyed Bruce. The smiles and looks all the siblings exchanged promised that next year's game would be filled with revenge plans. Maybe till then Jazz's aim would become better with the shooting classes Bruce decided to sign her up for with a knowing smile.

[imraespace]

LIFE'S HARD WHEN YOU'RE INLOVE ─

─ WITH RIN ITOSHI !!

IMRAESNOTE: I meant to make reo say "sei" not himself LMAO

Rubbing your eyes to adjust it to your phone screen, you squint a bit to make out what you're viewing on your insta feed.

"Football.. Late.." You mumbled. You should really put on your glasses..

Rising up from your bed, trying to shake off the feelings of sleepiness that rest on your body. Yet, with all those efforts, your body just plops back on the bed. On the bright side, you stretched far enough to grab your glasses.

Then a thought came in your mind. "Reo and Sei are out right now.." You mumbled.

The feeling of hunger started to take over the previous one. Sleepiness long forgotten and now the number one thing in mind you want right now is food.

Maybe texting your roommates to bless you with the necessity that is needed, probably will help you right now.

Reo Mikage, will always be your top enemy. Joking! Of course.

Nagi Seishiro on the other hand, will always be your number 1 best friend more like a sibling duo, your older brother. One common fact when you're in school is that others may mistake you both as couples. It sickens you to your core.

Reo is more like your mother than anything. He takes care of you like how a family would AND threatens to kick you out if you don't do anything. He always apologizes after you do something in the apartment.. like clean up after dinner? It's nothing too big to be honestly.. but you know he just really wants you to get up and do something for a living, but..

.

.

Ehh,, thoughts ended. You fell asleep.

REO sighed at the sight of his phone. Seishiro, who's right beside the boy switched the messaging app to whatever game he was playing previously.

The duo were both sitting on the field as the other players were practicing. Reo was about to spark up a conversation with his friend when his eye made out a certain boy running up towards them.

"Chigiri?" Reo asked himself. The confusion is because Hyoma, himself, had told the team that he wouldn't be present at practice for today.. Yet here he is.

The said male was now in front of the friends with something in his hand.

"Can you give this to Y/N? It's extra dinner and the field is closer so.." He asked your roommates. Both Reo and Seishiro shared a glance as they looked back at the boy.

"Okay.. You better escape right now though, Rin is on the field." Reo slightly joked, standing up to take the food as his eyes shifted towards the field for a bit, then back at the pink-haired male.

He just smiled as he made his escape, leaving the boys alone and now, with food.

"Bold of him to appear out of the blue." Seishiro started. Reo just shrugged his shoulders.

"It's not the first time he brought her gifts but I would've never thought he would go out his way like this." Reo thought out loud.

"Who went out they're way?" A voice asked.

Reo turned around and was greeted by Meguru!

"Nevermind that, it's our turn on the field Sei!" Reo stated, dragging the boy from his game and onto the field.

"Hey there's food." Meguru mumbled. He was about to grab onto it until a hand pulled him back.

"Don't eat their food.." Yoichi stopped his friend.

Your (second) mini nap was short but sweet. You woke up after a few minutes and decided to scroll a bit on social media, the "reading" you planned to do was now long forgotten.

You then began to wonder..

"How long will the food take.." You mumbled as a small grumble was heard from your tummy. You sighed, your phone long forgotten and your ceiling was in view..

"What can I do?" You asked yourself, the need to entertain yourself washed over you but thinking too hard wasn't your favorite activity.

Maybe you should read after all..

You left your phone on your bed as you began to search for that one book you read.

Maybe we should see what's on your screen..?

FOOD!! Too bad you're too busy reading to notice the message..

What ARE you reading anyways? It's a romance book gifted to you from the one and only Hyoma Chigiri!! The romance wasn't something you would normally read but Hyoma begged for you to read it and after that, you oddly got hooked on the book.

Romance is too much of a hassle anyways, "Too much work" is what you will say.

HYOMA CHIGIRI (16) :

He's your first childhood friend from your original hometown and sadly had to part ways. Rekindled the relationship in late middle school when he was the "new transfer student". Ever since you both have been VERY close. Close enough to be questioned as a couple but it doesn't really the both of you, unless someone personally ask you, then you will reply with a negative response.

2 the first few chapters are a bit boring n short but it gets better soon heheherh

TAGLIST!!: @deezy12299 @kuroronana (OPEN)

-`♥︎´- for this story, i'm trying a something new, which includes words/phrases, foods and hometowns from japan and germany. if there's any errors please point it out !

-`♥︎´- word count : 763

[jazjelspen]

the domestic life [pt.1]

(timeskip in the future/child and parent headcanons)

ever wondered what your future child/children would be like with your favorite dorm leader?

(includes: riddle, leona, and azul)

Riddle: Two kids. You and Riddle would most likely have two kids in your years together. In all honesty Riddle would've been happy with just one, but considering how his own childhood was he wouldn't want his child to grow up without a sibling to lean and rely on, he knows how much it would've helped him if he had a sibling himself.

You and Riddle(definitely Riddle) would be easy on your kids but not too much to where they would try to take advantage of it to get away with things since Riddle would try to wholeheartedly avoid any actions his own mother acted upon him in his younger years to keep him in 'line' but he also didn't want his children to slack off too much.

One kid would definitely have more of your physical attributes like hair color, face shape, nose, eyebrows, etc but then have Riddle's strict yet consistent traits when it comes to schoolwork and chores even if you two don't even push or nag your child to do said things, they've just always been naturally responsible. Despite this they are never really as uptight as Riddle was but has a lot of self-expectations and goals they themselves want to reach when they grow up.

Your other kid would definitely have more of your personality traits yet would definitely be more of the loose wild child that loves to have fun and at times can be a bit loud-- nonetheless your second kid would be the spitting image of Riddle with the exception of your eye color being present in theirs and a few beauty marks(if you yourself have any). As much of a slacker this kid could possibly be they are definitely as smart and responsible as their sibling too, they are those kinds of kids that didn't seem to study for a test yet still get high marks for it in the end.

These two as siblings would be a kind of iconic duo, the strictness of one sibling would keep the wild one in line while the wild child helps out their other sibling in learning to have fun, stay loose, and have no worries. Both have their own little study group together if any big and important tests come up, and they both help each other out pretty often. Fights aren't an unlikely occurrence but it's not something you'd see everyday since all they would really fight about is small things such as what game they should play, that they need to focus on school more, and just them having different opinions.

Leona: Three kids. Leona in his former years in NRC never really thought of having any kind of family, let alone more than one kid until he met you. When you both graduated from NRC and moved in with Leona in the palace there was already a hint of talking about your future family and originally you two wanted just two kids, so that your one child wouldn't have to grow up alone. That was until a third one came in and that's when you knew you two really had to calm it down a notch, but even if it was a surprise you two were still incredibly happy to have three absolutely adorable cubs!

Leona as a father definitely wouldn't be called a strict parent but he will always make sure his kids are attending to their studies and other activities, if one seems to be falling behind or in a sort of pause then either you or him will check up on them and help sort out any problem that's hindering them. There is also one thing I definitely want to point out about Leona, he most definitely will not have his children compete against each other or make any of them feel any less than the other! Everyone gets equal opportunities, an equal say in things, and equal chances.

Your oldest cub would have the more stoic and stubborn side of Leona's personality, as the aloof child of three they would most likely be one of those 'edgy' teenagers once they are of the age of adolescence. They have their father's ears, tail, eye color, and skin but would have the more softer features of you such as eye shape, nose, cheeks, and beauty marks(if you have any). They'd also definitely have your hair color and texture. They are smart and cunning in strategy yet they also have their father's competitive spirit, which can hinder them by having trouble in accepting losses at times. No worries tho! You and even Leona will try to get them to relax and accept that sometimes to win you need to accept a few losses first.

The middle cub will definitely have more of an overall resemblance to you aside from the fact that this little one has the tempter of a lion. They have your most prominent features such as eye color, eye shape, hair color, hair texture, nose, and even lip shape! Along with other features from Leona such as their skin, ears, and tail. This one seems like a calmest one out of the three little Kingscholars, an almost gentle soul with a heart of gold. You can sometimes see them sneak out to play with the local hyena children outside the castle, with an accompanying caretaker or even you! Despite these little positive traits this kiddo is definitely a firecracker when angry, they most definitely have the spirit of a lion. Being the most passive yet most aggressive cub out of all three this little one can at times be a bit of a handful.

The third and final Kingscholar cub is more of a better mix of the both of you when it comes to looks. They have their father's bright green eyes, skin, ears, tail, nose, and hair color. While they also have your hair texture, very similar resting expression, beauty marks(if any), eye shape, and even a similar personality. As mentioned just now they have a fraction of your personality while also just being one of the more curious yet shyest of the three, always looking for a sort of adventure despite their young age. They always ask for any stories you and Leona have to share as well as always asking for some magic lessons from their father. They seem more neutral than the other two but deep down it seems that they have a snippet of Leona's hunger for power(mostly magic wise than status). When Leona and you realize this you two try your best to remind them to stay humble and to not fly too close to the sun.

Azul: Two kids. Azul is a busy, busy business man and you both very well knew this. Azul knew that work would get tougher and more demanding of him so he really only considered having one child in his life so he would be able to easily catch up and even have an easier time hanging out with his child and you outside of work!... well that and the fact that he doubts himself constantly. In truth he's always wanted more than one child, but he doubts that even if he wants more than one he wouldn't be able to be as present to both of them equally and the thought alone brings him to tears. It took a lot of encouragement and reassurance from you to help him not only get his confidence in himself as a parent to come back strong but to also have the confidence of having the serious talk of how they'll be able to do this if they want to add another little octopi into the family. In the end after a few talks and some changes to his business and schedule to fit another Ashengrotto in the family you both decided it was time to welcome your next member into the world!

Azul would be both a lenient but strict parent, he wants his kids to be on top of their studies as usual but he also learned from you that there is also always extra time for having fun and relaxing. He would be the parent that is always the sharpest and the most good-looking while picking up his kids from school, as if he came straight out of a business meeting(most likely did). And at the mention of school-- if one day one of his kids come home crying because of a case of bullying by other students you will definitely see him speeding to the school to chew out the parents of the bullies and other authoritative figures that could've helped but didn't. After this you would be able to see Azul giving a small but heartfelt speech from the soul to both of his kids about how no matter what anyone says about them that they will forever be the greatest kids anyone could ever ask for, and that he'll forever be proud of them.

The first Ashengrotto child to mention is a neutral kind of kid, they study well, are good at magic, and have been able to adapt comfortably in the sea in their second form. They do inherit some of your personality traits where they shine in certain situations, but overall they are a very 'matter of fact' kind of kid. They wear glasses the same as their father but they definitely look a lot like you in the physical aspect as well such as hair, facial features, and expressions, may even consider them the spitting image of you! With the inclusion of Azul's iconic beauty mark and his eye color in theirs of course. They would eventually do well in anything related to law thanks to the knowledge of Azul's step-father and himself as well.

The next little octopus is more of the friendly and playful type, loving their homeland ,the sea, and they thrive in their octopus form in there as well. Physical attributes include Azul's silver hair and beauty mark, but your contribution also holds in the color of their eyes. This Ashengrotto has some cute chubby cheeks on their face that their uncle Floyd loves to pinch(Azul always gives him a death look if he pinches way too hard tho). When visiting the sea they make great friends with the fishes and other creatures that sometimes when it's time to go home on land it'll probably be with them crying on the way back home, but in the end there's no need to worry since as they get home their uncles Floyd and Jade will be there! Those two always make days a little extra fun(especially Floyd).

[ateez-himari]

PRAY : HIDDEN FOOTAGE

A more private aspect of the relationship between the industry's producing sibling duo as camera follows them behind the scenes.

June 26, 2024 (6:30PM)

CONTENT WARNING: This article contains mentions of parental loss following a car collision, discussions of mental health, allusions to suicidal tendencies and talk of an unhealthy childhood. Please read at your own discretion.

To celebrate the one year anniversary of an emotional collaboration that also served as the very first solo release of a talented vocalist, BANGTANTV in partnership with KQ ENTERTAINMENT uploaded a two part documentary showcasing the process behind the single 'Pray' by Agust D and Himari. Throughout the years people have come to build these siblings an untouchable reputation through the title 'Hands of Midas', in reference to their incredible musical genius, so it was only natural for netizens to be interested in their work behind the scenes. However, it seems as though they received much more than they had bargained for when heartbreaking stories of the past were recalled by the artists to explain the mindset of each track.

In order to help viewers understand why the pair resemble each other in such a striking manner despite being linked legally rather than through blood, a short rundown of their history was given in the first few minutes. Prior to the tragic accident both families were very close friends and due to this bond the rapper has been in his younger sister's life since her birth, later playing a huge role in raising her following the adoption. While their parents were not detached from their lives, they did work a lot, and with the eldest living his own life it was left to the remaining brothers to take care of her. The girl's biological sibling however was dealing with a lot of physical as well as mental difficulties at the time, which meant that he was in no state to carry out such a huge responsibility.

'I was left with a lot of injuries from the accident so I couldn't move much at the time, and the grief put me in a really dark situation. Because she was still very young she couldn't deal with it properly and was always happy instead...so I couldn't find a way to approach her to take care of her.' Hanzo said in an interview with Cosmopolitan Korea

This paved the way into the conversation that took place while each wrote their respective verses in the side track 'Snooze', and here is what we now know. The middle brother took ever chance available to come home to her, yet these moments were unfortunately few and far between, leaving the family's youngest with no other option than to grow up quickly in order to adjust to an independent lifestyle in the midst of grief. In the refrain along with the first verse Agust D talks about acknowledging life's hardships, some originating from the music industry, all the while reassuring whoever is listening that it is alright to show weakness and lean on somebody.

'They're [the lyrics] what I would have wanted to tell you back then but looking at them makes me realize how much I missed.' Yoongi admitted. 'I regret it a lot you know, seeing that the more I came home, the quicker you seemed to grow up. You saw a lot of things because of me, all of them I wish to take back.'

The last piece of this statement was lightly touched upon in later footage, revealing that the young woman was made to take care of her brother rather often due to him being stuck in a very dark place at the time, leaving him too mentally distant to raise her, with certain anecdotes suggesting she might have been witness to events that were traumatizing for a mere child. While no speculations will be made on this very delicate matter, it is clear that something much deeper has bonded these siblings together, as the man who very rarely cries on camera could be seen tearing up holding his sister.

'When I listened to The Last, I remember throwing up afterwards.' Himari recalled. 'The emotions were just too much and I think it was my body's way of dealing with them, since I never truly got closure. I was terrified back then, having to pull you out this often, but I don't blame you for it. If anything I feel relieved that someone was there at the time, even if it had to be me.'

With the discussion that followed being extremely personal we have decided not to summarize it, so for those who wish to listen, it can be found at the 25 minute mark in the first part of the documentary which can be found on BANGTANTV. We advise viewers to watch at their own discretion as it contains mentions of attempted suicide and deep childhood trauma, as well as heavy mental distress. What can be said in short however is that we now understand why the maknae tends to act childishly, as there was never truly a time in the two year period preceding training that she had the opportunity to live as one.

While devastating aspects of their past were unraveled, most pieces of footage filmed on personal cameras managed to heal viewers' hearts as they showed their healed relationship, from playing around while creating to going out to cafes or PC bangs. Multiple instances of the young woman falling asleep on the couch in her brother's studio have been reposted on social media, as it led to the rapper caring for her as one would a child, demonstrating the amount of attentiveness he holds towards her.

'I raised her, so there's something more in how I see her.' He said in episode 20 of Suchwita [with Taemin] 'It's not a parental link or anything...but it feels like it sometimes.'

This nearly fatherly care for his sister was demonstrated through an anecdote in which her difficulties navigating the music industry with a near deaf ear were talked about, leading viewers to learn that due to the family's low financial status they were unable to afford a hearing aid for their youngest, seeing as they already had to pay the hospital fees. The girl being fully aware of their predicament had never mentioned need for it, yet Yoongi rapidly caught on to the struggles this new impairment brought into her daily life, such as extreme fatigue along with splitting headaches and so he set aside money following every paycheck earned during his delivery job.

'The song that fits us the most...' Himari pondered over the question asked in a solo segment. 'Maybe Mockingbird by Eminem, my brother used to play it a lot at home. There's a lot of regrets in the song, a lot of promises about protection and sacrifices just to make her [his daughter] life better. It was the same with us in a sense...I guess a good example is that back then he needed money but he saved so much just to buy me a hearing aid.'

That is not to say the youngest does not care for her brother to the same extent, as she would reassure the older artist by holding his hands when he talked about something especially painful, even wiping fallen tears whilst talking about how great a man he is. Food ordered for him would very quickly fill the studio and although claiming to have eaten well, the rapper finished every single dish, even accepting the soft pink blankets draped over him when producing sessions lasted into late at night. While not providing the same way as he had during their childhood, the vocalist shows her care through small actions that prove the amount of attention truly on him at all times.

Their heavy history is easily discernable from the way these artists embrace one another, as there never seems to have been a singular loose hug, never a moment where they did not treasure the simple fact of each other's presence. Although the rapper usually rejects skinship in front of cameras, he could be seen seeking it out throughout the documentary, always asking for a small kiss on the cheek whenever the youngest arrived or left. Sharp eyed netizens also noticed how the senior fidgeted with his rings when listening to the vulnerable lyrics written by his sister, while she on the other hand tended to zone out as if attempting to repress certain emotions.

Peace can be found through these pieces of media as the siblings have stated that despite these setbacks they have managed to find their own balance, and are now going about life with fresh scars rather than carrying old wounds. Strangely enough, having these many instances of them laughing with one another, both fandoms noticed that their smiles are practically identical which had led to sweet speculations about fate meaning for them to be one another's healing.

National Soccer Team Captain, Min Hanzo, made several appearances

With the relationship between the vocalist and her biological brother being kept away from the spotlight, it has left many wondering about whether they were truly close or if something was brewing behind closed doors that neither wished to address. This worry was however rapidly dismissed, as several videos of them inserted throughout this documentary reassured fans that the siblings' bond is even stronger than they had claimed it to be. While every single piece of footage was heart warming enough to spark conversations it was not what caught the attention of sharp eyed netizens, but rather a singular clip filmed by the rapper in which they could be seen playing basketball.

The reason behind the influx of speculative threads on the X platform was the fact that their scars from the accident seemed to complete one another's, as where the idol was marked on the right, her brother's much more prominent ones were on the left. The most popular hypothesis is that the older man would have allegedly pulled Himari into his chest in order to protect her from the impact, which seems rather convincing due to the fact that the difference in their injuries' visibility suggests he had suffered the brunt of the impact. Amateur detectives on social media also recalled that the soccer player had made a few references to the aftermath of this tragedy in the past, in which he recalls being impaired to the point of barely being able to move for days while his sister seemed to be relatively healthier.

Making History

While life has not favored these artists in their younger years, their current standing at the top of the industry reflects the diligence in the siblings' work ethic as several pieces of history have been written through their groups despite the incredible amount of challenges they were made to overcome. The senior idols are well recognized for having paved the way for future generations while their juniors are slowly catching up to their achievements, having become the first male group to perform at Coachella and the first k-pop act to grace the stage of Mawazine, the second biggest music festival.

'At times, staying in this career was terrifying.' Himari had said rather hesitantly. 'On more than one occasion I felt like it was the end, like the exhaustion was genuinely going to kill me the second I closed my eyes. So much went on behind the scenes, we would go from one schedule to another without rest and using oxygen masks to avoid fainting became common.'

Much more weight than simply performing rests on their shoulders as both hold the position of producer, alongside several members, which demands that they constantly create new melodies in the midst of their already overwhelming schedules. Their skills have no grounds to be questioned as other well renowned idols have turned to them for their own releases, the most blatant examples being soloist IU with Yoongi and SHINee member Taemin with Himari.

Closing Statement

This documentary was heart wrenching to say the least yet placed much more meaning on the single's tracks with clear connections to dark aspects of their past now being unlocked to the public, serving as a form of closure for these siblings as well. They have truly shown that trauma does not make up the entirety of an individual as both are now known for their intoxicating happiness, giving the audience a valuable lesson about mental health and healing.

REMINDER to keep streaming Golden Hour Part : 1 by ATEEZ and support Jimin's upcoming comeback 'Muse' releasing on July 19 at 1PM (KST) along with 'Type 1' photobook by V releasing on July 9.

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A/N; Please keep in mind that while Yoongi has talked about mental health in the past, this is not an accurate representation of what he has lived as this is purely a work of fiction!

[equallyshaw]

rose's relationship with her brothers + reactions to her coming out! | rutger x rose hughes au! ⚘ thoughts! ⚘ au masterlist.

rose + quinn: - that's his rosie posey - originated the nickname, posey after their parents called her rosie the first time - incredibly close as they both lived in BC for 4 years - growing up, he'd always make sure she played with them and always made sure the two others gave her time to learn the game - rose was his shadow growing up - always told her that she didn't need to play jack's position - a center - to make the positions even, like luke and quinn - also, he always said that if she gave up hockey nobody would be disappointed because there was a time she wanted to quit to be 'normal' at school - flied rose out during his time in vancouver that overlapped with hers, whenever she was able to come out. he also flew out to visit her and see her games at BC + her jr hockey club - she sends him all her poems, before she posts them to her poetry/spam account - always says if hockey doesn't work out, she should publish her works. - quinn is her passenger princess when they are together - always there to be a source for advice, and somebody for her to lean on - will belt out olivia rodrigo, any day of the week - since the moment she was born, he made jack promise they'd always be there for her and protect her. the two take their unspoken role very seriously

rose + jack: - tolerate eachother at best - just kidding but they do butt heads a lot because he doesn't always pick up on her sarcasm and thinks she is serious 100% which...it is typically 75% - nickname for rose is flower - jack is always done for spur of the moment ice cream trips and both have an adoration for brunch dates - when she told him that she was thinking of trying to go for the CHL because they had reached out and asked her and her team about joining the men's league, he was incredibly happy and excited for her. not to mention flattered she wanted his opinion, but ultimately she skipped the chl and headed for college- a year early - he is the easiest to make a meme out of, and will regularly post to her spam account (he can literally breathe, and one appears) - during summer camps growing up, rose would be his winger/forward. the two loved playing together and it meant both her brothers could be on the same line

rose + luke: - nickname for rose is lovie - after quinn, her and luke are closest because of their ages - their favorite season is summer because they all get to be together, and especially for these two, the two have always held a bond that nobody can touch - as a kid she used to play defence because she wanted to be like luke, and then realized she wasn't going to grow much more and shifted to winger/forward - coffee partners for life - at the lakehouse you'll probably find these two together. she'll be reading or writing, and he'll be napping either at her feet or right behind her. or nearby. - definitely a sunshine/black cat sibling duo - interchanging - both love drive around with country music blasting - because she hates golf, the brothers take her to mini golf during the summer which leads to a very heated game between the two young ones

their reactions to coming out as bisexual:

quinn: - incredibly grateful she came out to him first after asking for a plane ride to see him - gave her the absolute biggest hug and shed some tears now knowing how long she'd been holding it in and how much turmoil she went through - told her how proud he was of her and that he was proud to be her sister (cue the waterworks again!) - when she started going out with her ex girlfriend - publicly, he was so happy for her and was one of their biggest supporters in private and on social media

jack: - was incredibly proud of her for coming out to them - was happy that she could publicly be with her girlfriend at the time - gave her the biggest bear hug and said if anybody says something or treats you differently- they'd have to answer to him (all three) - because he is always down for a good time, he told her that if she wants to go to a pride parade - he wants to join her

luke: - was a tad bit hurt that she hadn't said anything to him earlier but got over it real quickly after realizing that it was her own journey and the decision to tell him whenever - the two had a long hug and then long talk about when she knew, how things came about with her ex and then like jack, had said he'll always be there to protect her if she needed him to - she told him that it was the hardest thing to keep from not only the whole family, but him because of the bond that they share (lots of tears were shed during their heart to heart)

ellen + jim: - more than accepting, welcoming and supportive - just like all their children, they want rosie to be happy - ellen could tell there was something on her daughters mind for sometime now, and is relieved to hear what it is - as soon as the words were shared, a minute passes before ellen is pulling her baby girl in her arms. - lots of tears were shed - jim was very quiet but nevertheless supportive and welcoming - he was overwhelmed but not in a bad way - gave her the biggest bear hug and forehead kiss - the next morning, rosie awoke to a small bouquet of hydrangeas, coffee + sandwich, and a card from jim - the card said everything he hadn't been able to share the night before, without crying. tells her how proud he is and that he is proud to have her as his daughter, and that he's always been proud of her. - when she tells the family that she has a girlfriend the same week, a beat doesn't pass before them wanting her to come visit them at the lake house and asking every question under the sun about them

[loose-angel]

Protector | Lo'ak

pairing: OlderBrother!Lo'ak x sister!reader summary: You and Lo'ak head into the forest and encounter some trouble. w/c: 1,468 author's notes: wanted to write some Lo'ak content! Never done this before but I love him just as much and I think this came out pretty well! Hope u guys enjoy it!

You and Lo’ak were a chaotic duo. The pair of you were probably the most irresponsible siblings within the Sully family but the two of you liked to call it ‘having some fucking fun’. The two of you loved pulling pranks, playing around or just wandering around in the forest until the sun sets and the moon rises. Everyone knew that when the two of you were together nothing good would come out of it. Many na’vi in the village say that Lo’ak had a bad influence on you as an older brother, and they may be right, but the day always ended with your cheeks sore from laughter and that’s all that mattered to your older brother. 

You were enjoying your breakfast when Lo’ak had pulled on your arm to whisper into your ear, a mischievous smile growing on his face as the rest of the Sully family busied themselves with their morning duties.

“We should go into the forest today!” He suggested, his voice low but his excitement was uncontainable. His tail was swishing wildly behind him – always too obvious. 

“Lo’ak, dad literally said to not go into the forest today because Nete can’t watch over us.” You scowled, ears flat against your head. Lo’ak simply rolled his eyes and tugged on your forearm again.

“Yeah, and I have a better idea. We go anyway. It’s not like we need him to watch over us all the time.” You rolled your eyes and scoffed. Sure you enjoyed having fun with Lo’ak whenever you could but your dad sounded pretty serious this time and you really didn’t want to get on his nerves today. Your brother on the other hand didn’t really give a shit because he believed he could protect you just fine if the situation arises.

“No Lo’ak. I’m not going.”

Two hours later you’re in the forest. Don’t bother wondering how Lo’ak managed to convince you but you’re here now, running over large tree roots that cross cliffs and you are having more fun than you’ve ever had this past week. You’re jumping from root to root, Lo’ak running in front of you and somehow he’s only getting faster.

You’re looking around, admiring the beautiful scenery. You can see everything from above, the way the trees sway in the wind, the fauna, the beautiful clouds, and the star that shines on Pandora. It’s a view that you could never get used to.

“Try and catch up skxawng!” Lo’ak gloated from ahead, not even bothering to turn around to check if you were still following. You puff out a laugh and attempt to speed up. You end up crossing the cliff a few minutes after Lo’ak, who took the privilege of his speed and decided to sit down on the ground while he waited for you.

“Took you long enough.” He teased with a poke of his tongue. You instantly collapse on your legs and fall over, laying down beside your brother as you attempt to catch your breath. He picks up a few leaves and throws them over your face, laughing as he did so. You swat the leaves away and scowl at him.

“Whatever, you wouldn’t even be here if I didn’t come along.” You grumble, throwing your arms over your head. 

You and Lo’ak eventually get back up and continue running along. Every now and then the two of you stop to admire a plant that you find somewhere along your adventure. You two keep exploring for the next few hours and you manage to stumble upon an odd clearing in the forest. 

“Lo’ak.” You call over in a hushed tone. You’re crouched down, hiding behind a group of plants that perfectly cover you. Your older brother, who surprisingly isn’t that stupid, follows along and crouches beside you, keeping his steps quiet. 

“What’s wrong?” He whispers, curiously looking between you and the clearing in front of him. He notices how your tail is stiff and your ears are pressed against your head. You don’t say anything but he can tell that you’re afraid. The older boy feels the strange energy too and he understands how it can scare you. Lo’ak decides that instead of acting like a fun playmate, he needs to act like your older brother. He moves closer until your shoulders are touching, hoping that it calms you down, even just a little.

He looks around, further and deeper into the forest, and that’s when he sees it. Not too far from where you guys are hiding, there’s a net, expertly covered by leaves and twigs. It’s a trap, but he’s not sure what it’s for. No tribe hunts their game like this but he didn’t want to stay and find out.

“C’mon baby sis, I think we gotta go.” He mumbles to you, but his eyes are still trained ahead of him, trying to look for any threat hiding in the trees. His grip on his bow tightens when his ears pick up a strange sound of shuffling up ahead. Your ears don’t pick up the sound but he thinks it's better if you don’t notice it. You nod and begin to walk away, back crouched down but you’re agile and quiet. Lo’ak stays behind you, following in your lead and making sure that nothing follows.

After a few minutes, he decides that maybe you’d be safer up in the trees. He’s not getting a good feeling and he knows it’s Eywa’s warning.

“Y/N.” Lo’ak calls you over quietly. You look over and he’s pointing at the tree above, signaling for you to climb up. As you walk over to the tree you feel something grab you. You hiss and try to struggle out of its grip but it’s tight and daunting. Your heart drops when you look up and realize it’s one of the Avatars. 

“Let go of my sister.” Lo’ak growls in English, his na’vi accent heavy on his words. He's fast and he already has an arrow sheathed into his bow, aiming straight at the Avatar’s head but that doesn’t intimidate the man holding onto you. You whimper when you feel a piece of metal push up against your temple, knocking your head to the side. You attempt to struggle in the Avatar’s grip, your tail swishing wildly but nothing seems to be working. 

“English huh? You’re one of his then.” The Avatar grins from behind you. His words sound slimy and cruel. It causes your ears to flatten against your head as you look up ahead at your brother. His stance is tall and confident and he’s still holding onto that arrow, ready to shoot if he really needed to. Lo’ak meets your gaze and attempts to comfort you, taking a step forward but the Avatar huffs and takes a step back, knocking the barrel of the gun back up against your temple. 

“Take another step and she’s gone.” He threatens and you couldn’t help but whimper quietly. You meet Lo’ak’s eyes again. They’re narrowed and angry. He decides he has to make a move. He opens his mouth and makes a familiar sound – it’s the signal. You gather your strength and immediately grab onto the Avatar’s arm that’s crossed over your shoulders and flip him over. Once he’s on the ground Lo’ak ruthlessly shoots the arrow straight into his chest. The Avatar struggles and coughs but before he could reach for his communication device Lo’ak hisses, reaching over and grabbing it from the man. He tosses it to the ground and crushes it beneath his foot. Spitting on it after. 

You’ve cowered into yourself, watching carefully as Lo’ak kneels down next to the Avatar, “Don’t mess with me again bitch.” He snarls quietly. Lo’ak grabs another arrow and stabs it straight into the Avatar’s chest where his heart would be located. You wince softly when the Avatar chokes up and eventually stops moving. 

Lo’ak gives the Avatar one last look before he turns his head and looks over at you. His ears are pointed up, still high with adrenaline – much too aware of his surroundings. 

“You okay?” He asks in a hushed tone. You nod your head but your ears are still pinned against the sides of your head and your eyes are still scared. Lo’ak sighs and shakes his head. He gets up and walks over to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulls you into a hug. 

“You’re fine baby sis.” Lo’ak murmurs into your hair, “Did’ya see how cool your older bro was? I’d Never let anything happen to you.” You wrap your arms around Lo’ak’s torso and your body slowly eases up. You felt safe here, in Lo’ak’s arms – and he’s proved that to you. Nothing bad would ever happen to you as long your older brother was around.

[musicalmoritz]

i’ve been following you for a little while because i’ve been considering getting back into TBHK. it was one of my strongest fixations but i was totally put off by the fandom’s reception of one part of the story until i dropped it entirely.

i thought i’d ask to see if the fandom has changed at all since i was last in it, and you seem really good at analyzing media: what’s your take on the amane/(possessed) tsukasa sa theory? i won’t argue regardless of what your opinion is! i’m just curious to see how the fandom is treating the story now. i miss the series alot ngl

Have I finally made it as a TBHK fan creator now that I’ve gotten an ask abt the SA theory?? Jk jk, that was a terrible joke I’m sorry guys

Before I get into this I wanna say thank you for being so respectful, people tend to have very strong feelings in this theory (for good reason, it’s a serious subject) and that can lead to pitchforks whenever it’s brought up. I’m going to try to discuss this as neutrally as possible but I will warn you that I’m very biased. I love Tsukasa as a character and the Yugi twins as a sibling duo so as much as I try to see both sides, I simply don’t want this theory to be true and that plays a large role in how I perceive it

TW: This is going to contain more mature themes than my usual posts. Talk of incest, abuse, sexual assault, sex, trauma, PTSD, and a very brief mention of lesbian fetishization

Starting off with how the fandom as a whole talks about it, people are very against it nowadays. When the anime first came out it was super popular, but now you can’t even mention it without someone telling you never to bring it up again. I have only posted about it once and it was a joke about Tsukasa and Teru both having allegations made against them (tho the Teru ones are way less common and only made by fans who want them to be true bcuz they hate him or ship him with his brother). So far I’ve strayed away from going in depth with my thoughts on it, writing this feels like I’m swinging a bat at a hornet’s nest. If your problem with the fandom was that they denied this theory, then I would continue to stay away from it. People on here are more open towards it than TikTok tho so if you still want to get back into the fandom, I would recommend staying on Tumblr. Someone made ONE post implying it on TikTok recently and the entire fandom was shitting on them for like a week. Those instances are rare, I like the fandom overall, but it has its toxic moments and areas just like every fandom

Okay now onto the theory itself. I’m not going to pretend I don’t see where it comes from, there are some scenes in the manga that are drawn and worded weirdly. Most notably the scene in the Picture Perfect Arc where Mei wrote “Brother Lover” on Amane’s face made me wonder if they were trying to imply something. I have since learned that other translations don’t have the incest implication, but it’s still odd to me that they allowed that in any version. Still, he just looked kind of annoyed as opposed to getting flustered like he would have if something was going on with him and Tsukasa (the way he gets flustered when his feelings for Nene are brought up). So I viewed that scene more as a dark humor joke from Mei, I don’t think it was meant to imply anything serious between the twins

There is another scene in that arc, however, when Nene sees Tsukasa clinging to Amane and Amane does get flustered. He starts blushing and says “um…we were just…” and doesn’t really finish his sentence. This made me raise an eyebrow, but I also wouldn’t take it as confirmation that there’s anything romantic or sexual between them. It could very much be viewed as Amane being embarrassed. I feel that the strongest evidence for the incest theory comes from this arc, but that’s only if you want to run with the scenes I mentioned. I also find it strange that people never use these scenes as evidence, only panels that are drawn kind of weird. Fans seem to be stuck on a lot of early scenes with this theory which weakens its substance

For the record, I will not be analyzing the scene from the anime intro. That has already been debunked, the shadowy figure wasn’t Tsukasa, it was a representation of Hanako’s guilt. Although I disagree with the theory, I’m trying to be fair to the campaigners by debunking the stronger pieces of evidence

The strongest evidence for this theory comes from the art, which is just as important to the story as the writing. With manga and graphic novels, the art tells half the story. It shouldn’t be overlooked, so I understand how some fans lean into it. Look back at the official art I put at the top of this post, it’s weird. Hanako is leaning over Tsukasa while Tsukasa holds his chin/lips and arm. They’re posed like a couple. We would never see the Minamoto brothers posed like that. In other scenes, we see Tsukasa touching Amane’s face or holding him from behind. They’re very touchy with each other, more-so than the other siblings in the series

I have two reasons for not taking these type of scenes/arts seriously in a romantic sense. One is that Tsukasa is simply an affectionate character, and Hanako is the same way. I think it’s more part of their behavior than being specific to each other. Secondly, if it’s intended to be taken in an incestuous way then I genuinely believe it’s fan service. That’s one part I don’t deny, AidaIro have certainly given us reason to believe the twins are like the Property Brothers. I just don’t believe it has any place in the actual story or their dynamic. Fan service is common in TBHK and sometimes it veers into problematic territory. Just look at the scene where Hanako possesses Nene to assault Aoi, and then Kou gets flustered by it and can’t help. A random lesbian fetish scene that is never brought up again and plays no role in the story other than moving us from A to B. I have also heard that there’s incest in some of the other works they’ve made, so it’s not a reach to assume they’d throw in a little fan service for the Yugi twins. How seriously you want to take those scenes is up to you, personally I will continue to deny it until we’re given undeniable confirmation

Back to the twins just being affectionate, we see them act that way with lots of characters. Tsukasa is clingy to Sakura and Mitsuba too, sometimes very suggestively. That doesn’t mean he’s into them. I will say that Hanako is most notably clingy to Nene, someone he’s in love with, but we see him get close and friendly with the other characters too (he sat on Kou’s side and booped his nose during their first meeting). And Tsukasa is the one who initiates their physical affection 99% of the time, Amane’s been receiving it since early childhood so him copying Tsukasa’s behavior makes sense. Romantic relationships in adulthood are determined by the way we interact with our families as children so him repeating these actions in a romantic context doesn’t indicate anything abnormal. In fact, it’s a very realistic portrayal of how our love languages and attachment styles evolve over time

And keep in mind, they’ve been that way since they were three years old, it’s just the way they interact with other people and each other. Tsukasa is a very childish character too, one who has very little concept of personal space and boundaries. So him being a little too clingy with his brother might not mean anything. Again, you could read into it if you really wanted to, but the way he interacts with Amane is nothing out of the ordinary. It aligns with his usual mannerisms, if it were specific to Amane then he wouldn’t act that way with the other characters (Amane was also clingy with Nene before he fell for her). Think of it this way, you don’t see Akane holding Teru’s hand or confessing his undying love to Nene. Characters are going to act differently in their platonic relationships vs. romantic/sexual, and we don’t see that difference with the Yugi twins

A difference we do see with them, however, is that Tsukasa isn’t physically aggressive with Hanako the way he is with everyone else. He never attacks him or tries to hurt him, in fact every time he sees him he gets overjoyed and tackles him in a hug. He has no problem hurting him emotionally and mentally, but we never see any physical aggression between the two. This leads me to believe that the SA theory is invalid, it doesn’t line up with how Tsukasa treats Hanako currently or in any of the flashbacks. If anything sexual took place between them, it would have had to be consensual, because the more solid evidence backing this theory focuses on Hanako’s side of things. He’s very possessive of Tsukasa, and he doesn’t experience a trauma response when they’re touching normally. If it’s an intense scene and Tsukasa is telling him horrible things while touching him, then he freezes in place and starts crying. But when Tsukasa is just hugging or clinging to him, he only gets embarrassed. Hanako does show some signs of PTSD, but that trauma is rooted in him killing Tsukasa. If the trauma were anything sexual, we would see him experience those same trauma responses he displays in violent scenes when Tsukasa touches him in any context. At the very least, we’d see him get way more uncomfortable than being mildly annoyed

(Note: I am aware that not everyone reacts to trauma and PTSD the same way. I do not have any trauma of my own so I am going off what I have heard throughout my life from others sharing their stories. I am in no way trying to invalidate anyone’s experiences, no matter how you react to your abuser your feelings are valid and I hope you get the help you need)

Another common piece of evidence used is that Hanako is hypersexual. I believe this is a serious misuse of the term, hypersexuality is so much more than being a pervert. People who are hypersexual usually think about sex all the time, they engage in excessive sexual behaviors and even think about it in completely normal contexts. This is a common response to many types of trauma, not just sexual. It’s a way for people to gain back control after they’ve been abused, or sometimes it’s a problem that arises from porn addictions or a weird relationship with sex. Even if Hanako were hypersexual, that wouldn’t necessarily indicate SA. He has canonical trauma aside from that, and it could also come from the pent-up frustration of being a middle schooler for 58 years

This is another situation where we have to account for the context. You can’t just take one element of a character’s canon personality and run with it, that’s the leading cause of mischaracterization. You have to consider how that behavior lines up with their other traits. Hanako is an allosexual boy who has been 13 for literal decades. Middle school boys are already one of the horniest species on our planet, it’s an awkward time when you’ve just learned those feelings exist and what they mean but you’re not emotionally mature enough to do anything about it. That usually goes away in the next few years when teens start getting into relationships. Now imagine that feeling staying with you for fifty-eight years. That’s over half a lifetime of being stuck in a transitional period. You have so many strong feelings, but you can’t do anything about them. Not just because of maturity, but because there’s no one to do them with. It makes sense that you wouldn’t know how to act when you get your first girlfriend (not excusing any of his weird behavior btw, frustration is not an excuse and it doesn’t make the way he treats Nene and Aoi okay. But it’s still important to understand his reasons, especially in this context)

I also want to note something I don’t see pointed out often, which is that most of the major scenes of Hanako’s pervertedness occur when he’s talking to Kou. TBHK has a very realistic portrayal of male friendship imo, and this is one of those examples. Having a girlfriend isn’t the only thing Hanako’s missed out on, he also hasn’t been able to make any friends his own age. He’s trying to get Kou to engage in “locker room talk” as a way to bond with him. Whether he’s trying to convince him to share his own preferences, or just wanting to mess with him, it brings them closer in a way. One of the main ways Hanako expresses affection is by annoying people, but I do think part of it is because he wants to be able to talk about hot girls with his only male friend. Sadly, he got stuck with the only middle school boy who respects women

We as a fandom tend to focus on these scenes as “omg Hanako’s a pervert,” or for people that ship him with Kou it’s “aww he’s teasing his boyfriend,” but I think the purpose is more-so to build a realistic friendship dynamic. I find it funny that the fandom as a whole leans more into the teasing explanation whether they ship Hanako and Kou or not, it’s funny to me that we all automatically go with the gay interpretation. But Hanako often uses jokes to cover up his deeper feelings, he acts like he doesn’t care when he actually cares very deeply. So him playing up his pervertedness in an attempt to make friends seems very on brand

My last piece of evidence against this theory is a bit silly and a lot of ya’ll aren’t going to want to hear this but Hanako is most likely straight

*the crowd boos me*

I know, I know, I love the bi headcanon too and I think it makes sense, but unlike with some of the other characters I don’t think it has a place in canon. He acts overly friendly with Kou sometimes but if you’re going to assume they’re queercoded, you have to assume the same about Aoi and Nene (both affectionate friendship that look a little queer sometimes). Shipping aside I read them as a purely platonic duo, if there are feelings on either side then it’s more likely Kou since he’s bisexual. Lots of people point out the scene where he flirts with Kou as a girl, and I agree that was gay af but I kinda think he was just trying to mess with him. And keep in mind that the first thing he wanted to do as a girl was look at girls changing in the locker room (yuri yuri lesbian yuri wlw gay gay lesbian yuri)

This isn’t to bash anyone’s headcanons btw, I headcanon Hanako as bisexual and I do ship him with Kou. I’m just saying that I wouldn’t bet my money on him being intended to be bi in canon. In my post about possibly bisexual TBHK characters I included him as an honorable mention, I just haven’t seen enough substantial evidence so far to believe he was intended to be interpreted that way

I’m aware that sexuality isn’t the biggest obstacle for Tsukasa and Amane, but it’s a relevant mention. If Hanako doesn’t like men, I doubt he’d want to be with his brother of all men. Even if he liked men that would be a terrible option. AidaIro have also confirmed in one of their official arts/doodle skits that Nene is Hanako’s first love, which further leads me to believe nothing happened between him and Tsukasa. You don’t get with your sibling if you’re not ride or die about it. And as I mentioned before, anything that happened between them would have had to be consensual in order to be in-character and line up with the evidence surrounding the incest theory

Lastly, I do believe the love between the brothers is somewhat genuine. It’s horribly toxic, Hanako left Tsukasa in some sort of void for decades and now he continues to keep him around as a yorishiro despite knowing it makes Tsukasa miserable. He loves him so much that he can’t let him go even when it would be good for Tsukasa. That’s selfish, it’s toxic, and on Tsukasa’s side things aren’t much better. He adores his brother but he also resents him for everything he’s done. He hurts him emotionally and attacks his friends. And, of course, Amane killed Tsukasa. Not exactly Brother of the Year

But through all of this, you can’t deny that the love is there. Fans who believe Amane hates Tsukasa kind of miss the point, Tsukasa wouldn’t be Amane’s yorishiro if he hated him. He loves him dearly but in a very complicated way. Adding romance or lust to that love frankly doesn’t make sense to me, it’s adds an unnecessary layer that doesn’t line up with the rest of their dynamic. It feels like a “yes and” to their story. I have read analyses that explain both sides, and ultimately I remain against this theory

I hope this helped you understand my perspective!! I tried to be fair to both sides but as I mentioned, I’m very biased. This is a very uncomfortable subject so it was difficult to write about, but I like tackling more complex topics. I don’t block people who believe this theory unless I dislike the way they talk about it, some people insist it’s canon to the point of hating Tsukasa for it or saying the series is bad. But for those that are more open-minded about this theory, I don’t mind interacting with them. In general though this is something I try not to think about lol