#tway

[kotonoba]

I was writing ahead & I was thinking, do you think, when someone has lost someone they love over & over again, they would become obsessive the next time around? Yandere even. I don't see a lot, if any, Yandere!Jushiro content. I'm aware he might not be the type, but, I think I'm gonna dabble in that for TWAY.

[ochrebones]

Hiiii hello hoiii beloved moot 💜

HI TWAYTWAYYYY<333

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PRIMA PAGINA New York Times di Oggi sabato, 07 settembre 2024

[overwritexr]

[naffeclipse]

Sooo about sea dragon YN. Let's just say I'm obsessed already lmao

idk if it was already mentioned but seahorses have a huge habit of traveling while their tail wrapped with their mate's one to not lose each other in the current. They actually are so romantic creatures if I'm being honest. (Yn too smal to wrap their tail fully around Clip but still tries? It's just cuteness attack on both Orca man and us 🥺)

Another example is what sea horses couple will every morning engage in ritualistic dances to greet each other, moving through intricate, rhythmic sequences of twists and twirls for minutes to hours on end. They engage in this to unsure their bond, help syncing their reproductive cycles and verify each day that their partner is both still fervently committed and, frankly, alive. (I can't get out of my head the image of amused Eclipse watching leafy YN dancing for him first thing in the morning)

Leafy seadragons can clump together in a group that looks like a floating mat of seaweed if there's too much danger. So imagine nervous YN trying to hide from other predator by clinging to Eclipse while trying so hard to imitate some sort of seaweed stuck on him or smt lol

That's so cute—seahorses are the romantics of the sea!!! Y/N wraps their around Eclipse for cuddles and to be pulled by his stronger, faster swimming. (Eclipse never gets over it—he loves how they cling to him so tight!)

Dancing rituals are so sweet! Eclipse considers singing to be an intimate and bond-strengthening gesture, so each morning would be filled with Y/N's dancing and Eclipse's lullabies! They're quite the couple at first light.

Oh my gosh, Y/N changing to really, really pale yellow and dark, verdant green in an attempt to blend against Eclipse's black and white markings while holding onto him is adorable. Seadragon Y/N is very nervous and tends to cower when they feels there's too much danger. Eclipse would chuckle and whisper that there's no need for them to be afraid—he won't let anything or anyone hurt them.

[child-of-the-cosmos]

@oddogoblino grabs you. GRABS you. GRABS YOU.

[90stvqueen]

does anyone else hold their breath during elphaba's big songs

[ihearnocomplaints]

@sneeblbop YOU. MOST OF THESE WERE YOU.

ty ilysm /p

[superelphie]

just a little bit obsessed with the way she sings 'the rest of my li~ife~'

[oddogoblino]

I just realized what I'm dum dum and read your reply wrong all this time trying to dig our moon and Daniel what didn't existed lmaooo

Jdudysgshdjfususu

Welp I'm already in too deep soooo

AAAAAAAAAAAA

[kotonoba]

TWAY (Jushiro/F!Reader) Ch. 5

Back to Reader's POV, technically, I didn't miss Christmas.

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Dreams of a green meadow stained in blood tainted your peaceful wonderland. As you wander through the dreamscape, you know it's a dream. Yet, the surrealism stunned you as you arrived at the world's edge; peering At you from the bottom was an endless pitch black. Darkened clouds covered the once-blue scenery, and lightning rumbles rolled across the clouds. You squinted to be met by a pair of piercing, amber-gold eyes. A roar separated the clouds, and a black Eastern dragon emerged, cloaked in black clouds. Your vision blurred as it approached you. You didn't fear it. Instead, it felt warm and welcoming as you reached toward it. One touch & it shies away, but before disappearing completely, it says something you couldn't catch. 

You jolted up from that dream as cold sweat trickled down your back. As you wiped the sweat off your forehead, you noticed a black mark imprinted on the back of your hand in the shape of an eastern dragon. The same hand that had reached towards the dragon in your vivid dreams. 

You paid it no mind, covering it with your regular black gloves as you strolled out of your room in casual cow-patterned pajamas. You couldn't get the dream out of your mind. Instead, you sat on the sofa, drawing The dragon out in great detail. As you drew, you wondered what the dragon had said to you. The slightest movements alert You as your roommate leaves his room to get water. You smiled gently as he glanced in your direction, “Come join me, don't be a stranger.”

You saw no hesitation as he approached you; it was a good change of pace. You noticed that beneath his emerald green eyes were tear-stained cheeks. You reached up to wipe away the residual tears, and he eagerly leaned into your touch. You smiled a little, inviting him to sit beside you. " Nightmare?” He nodded, “Me too.” You hummed. But it seemed like his made him sad. 

You watched him study your drawing, to which you sheepishly responded, " Not much of a nightmare. I just felt surreal about it. " You still wondered the meaning behind your dream, but you snapped back to reality: “Your dream must have saddened you. Would you like a hug?”

You had hoped he would say yes as you opened your arms, but he practically dove into them. It must have been terrifying. As you embraced one another, you would think it would be awkward, but it felt natural. The hug was warm and welcoming, and you found yourself dozing off in his embrace shortly after. 

It was like he knew that he gently laid you on the couch with him. 

As you drifted off, you could have sworn he said something to you, but you couldn't catch it.

You dreamt again. This time, it was different. You emerged from a lush tree, peering out to see a man with long white hair sitting at the edge of a cliff, adorned in a white haori with a “十三” written on it. He was beautiful, and he resembled your roommate to a T. The only difference was that he had chocolate-brown eyes. 

“Were you looking for me, love?” He turned towards you with a voice that melted your heart. You didn't seem to have control over your body as you nodded. “Come, sit with me, then,” he smiled; your body, against your will, strolled to his side and sat beside him. Leaning against him gently as he stroked your hair. Only then did you notice that you wore a black kimono-like attire. You've never worn a kimono in your life. This was new to you. “I wished this peace Was everlasting,” you glanced up at his words. He smiled and pressed his forehead against yours, “I wish to spend all of eternity with you, no matter the era, no matter the state of this world. But, I prefer that it's a world of peace that we can both enjoy, my love,” you also desired that. But, alas, you simply aren't as lucky as that to have a simple life. He held you close, watching an orange-haired girl spar with a black-haired one. 

As you relaxed into his hold, you soon found yourself at peace. 

A songbird chirped, waking you from your dream. You didn't recall a thing from the dream; you only remembered it was happy and peaceful. You saw your roommate fast asleep by your side as you rubbed your eyes. If you hadn't recalled falling asleep in your shared embrace, you would have freaked out by now. 

You studied his gentle features, black eyebrows, and long-white hair. He was far more handsome than any man you've ever seen. You could hardly believe he wanted to hug a sack of potatoes like yourself, let alone be your roommate. 

Perhaps he felt you looking at him when he stirred awake. But it didn't shock him that you were still locked in a hug. "How was sleep?” 

You hummed and nodded, “it was good, yours?”

“The best one I've had since years ago,” it put your heart at ease. He looked shaken up last night. Merry Christmas. Do you have any plans today?”

You laughed at how he had immediately changed the subject, “Merry Christmas to you too. I do have plans today,” before you could finish your sentence, the smile on his face subsided. He was so easy to read for you, “you can join me. I was just going to visit the hospital I practically grew up in when I was little. I promised the nurses I would deliver Christmas presents to all the young fighters there.” You got up and out of the hug, moving back to your room to change into a more presentable look: black turtleneck with beige colored, baggy cargo pants, and a pair of black boots that reached up to your ankles. You held onto your backpack and black trench coat. 

Your roommate wore a warm parka with white pants and snow boots. 

“I'm ready to go when you are,” you laughed at his comment, leading him out of the apartment and into your black SUV. You checked that the presents were in the trunk and backseat before guiding him to the passenger side and driving to the children's hospital. “You were sick when you were little?” 

You nodded, “I was a sickly child. That hospital works miracles. One day, when I was 7, I miraculously became healthy. The illness, the pain, and the suffering were all gone.”

There was a weird silence before your roommate asked, “Do you know what illness it was?”

“Sadly, no, I don't wish it on my worst enemies. It felt like I couldn't breathe, and every time I tried, it would hurt,” you sighed.  

Jushiro thought for a bit, but a bit lasted the whole car ride to the hospital, where he had helped you unload the presents and brought them into the hospital, where the staff was ecstatic to see you. The kids there tackled you as if you were Santa Claus. As you encouraged the kids to get their daily medications and checkups before getting their presents, the doctors who had taken care of you since you were young insisted on a checkup. Jushiro encouraged it, and they thanked him for inspiring you. 

“I'm healthy, trust me,” you complained, but you still let them check. Jushiro was in the room with you only because he was curious. 

“How sick was she, if I may ask?” Jushiro asked as the staff announced that you were as healthy as you claimed. You nodded, allowing them to divulge into your medical history. You had a feeling he was going to be someone significant to you, so sharing your medical history with him seems like a normal thing to do. 

They opened an old video feed that had recorded your sickness at its prime. In the video, you rested peacefully as a coughing fit erupted. The you in the video gripped at the hospital gown; with a free hand, you covered your mouth as you coughed up a volcano of fresh blood. 

As you watched the video, you recalled feeling like it burned as you breathed; the pain felt like your chest was being cracked open. 

They stopped the video after a bit when they noticed you seemingly reliving the pain of that day. 

“It's a miracle we were so scared that night when she went missing!” One of the nurses exclaimed, and the others nodded. 

You recalled bits and pieces as to what happened, and the pain clouded your memory as you wandered outside of the hospital, thinking fresh air would do you some good. But your body felt numbed as you had collapsed in the middle of the road. Blood erupting From your mouth as you coughed. Your memory was cloudy, but you recall begging someone to save you because you didn't want <i>her</i> to win. But, you don't remember who <i>she</i> was and who you were begging To. You only recall them saying, “Then, I will become you.” the next thing you remember was standing in the middle of the road, under the streetlight, drenched in blood as the hospital staff found you. For once, did you realize that breathing was not meant to hurt. For once, did you enjoy being able to breathe.

You tried your damndest not to dwell on the past. But you're sure it will come back to haunt you one day. 

Jushiro was surprisingly good with kids. They were all over him, and it made you laugh to see how much they enjoyed his company. 

As night time approached and the kids were ushered off to bed, you thanked the staff before leaving the hospital with your roommate; the drive back to the apartment was quiet, and the two of you were drained. As you park your car, you step out, and the snow flurries begin free-falling down. You held your hand out to let the snow melt on your gloves. You glanced upwards with a smile, “it’s snowing.” You smiled at him, “It’s truly a Christmas miracle.” 

“Merry Christmas,” Jushiro spoke, smiling as he handed you a neatly wrapped gift. Shocked, you pointed at yourself, and he nodded in response. 

“But, I didn’t prepare you anything,” you pouted, reluctantly taking the present, opening it to reveal a hand-knit scarf with patterns of the stars on it. “How’d you know I like stars?” 

“You already gave me a gift, so don’t worry,” Jushiro pondered. When you pay attention, you’ll find out many things.” 

He says it so quickly, “You make me seem like a bad person for not knowing what you want. What do you want?” You ask, opening the door for him. 

“I already got what I wanted for Christmas; yesterday's hug was an addition.” 

You felt your face heat up, a smile sneaking as you nodded, “Merry Christmas, Jushiro-san.” 

“Merry Christmas,” you were met with a bittersweet smile, though you couldn’t understand why.

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[thegrindragon]

👀

I'm gonna shake you but also AAAAAAAAAAAA the images in my mind both with Sun and Moon so cute how to choose qwq

hehehe >:y

also a solution: everybody takes turns with the anxiety™ u_u

[borealing]

i think a role reversal three body au would be great just for the comedy of it

shi qiang disgruntled scientist just trying to build this fuckass cool knife thing gets invited to the military by this loser cop who sort of looks like hes twenty minutes and a harsh word from crying. loser cop talks him into getting into the frontiers of science to infiltrate it and follows him around a bit cos loser cop doesnt want him to commit suicide. shi qiang is completely immune to all the talk. every time they talk about turkeys hes like lmao i love turkey! his vision starts going weird and they try to manipulate his mind. he just takes a nap every time. he doesn't take photos and other than his cool knife thing hes really not that inquisitive. maybe they make the smoke from his cigs do weird things and hes like no way off the shits! anyway. back to work. the countdown appears in front of his eyes and he nearly crashes his car out of surprise. loser cop comes to check on him and hes like oh hey youre police right! someones tryna murder me by making me murder myself. this is your problem now. wang miao listenes to everything hes going through and has the existential crisis for him. shi qiang ends up comforting wang miao through it. they still end up in exactly the same position but shi qiang gets to wear the silly clean room suit

[panthersnake83]

@tway-la

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[naffeclipse]

Hello you got me new brainroot with cardinal instinct lol

I saw an ask about harpy yn teaching lil orcas baby penguin calls and Eclipse abusing it

But penguins do have calls specifically for their partner. Couples locate each other with unique calls on breeding ground or among crowd.

So the image of Eclipse using baby penguin chirps makes it so much funnier if he didn't knew there's a calls specifically for mates. And will harpy yn even tell him? Maybe one day coming for a baby chirp to snap in confusion like "why do you continue using the baby sounds when there's a mate one??? "

Oh my gosh?!!?

Harpy!Y/N gets fed up with him abusing the baby call and snaps one day, saying "Stop using that! I will teach you a call just for us, okay?!?!"

Of course, Eclipse is more than eager to have something for just the two of them, but he doesn't know that it's actually a thing for harpies. Y/N keeps that little tidbit all to herself until years down the line when Eclipse somehow learns that, wait, it's very normal and expected for harpy couples to share a unique call and he just looks at Y/N like "You didn't tell me that."

"Well, you were annoying me at the time, and then it just slipped my mind."