#waaaaah I’m so sad it’s over | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

loosesodamarble · 1 year ago

Text

Yaaaaay! Discordia content~!

In the times before she was Helheim... But very close to when she married.

Waaaaah! I still wish Discordia had gotten the chance to marry for love! But such freedom wasn't hers because her parents were apparently the worst. 😭

But at least Discordia gets a lot of sweet benefits from the deal (and eventually the cutest widdle Harmonia akdhfaiusrhtiahst! 💖 EVENTUALLY!).

KAHFIAEUh! Nacht being "disappointment" to Discordia! 🤣 And he fires back with "regret." Ladies, ladies! You're both beautiful! But Josele's right. While snarky remarks might not be normal for close, loving families, it is the normal for Nacht and Discordia. 😌

I can’t believe that Discordia was banned from the Magic Knights! 😭 Women in the MK isn’t new but Dia’s parents are just so controlling! She could’ve been a GD with Morgen and Josele! It would’ve been so much fun! Discordia could’ve teased Nacht about spending more time with Joey!

Fun and freedom was robbed from Discordia!

But at least she gets the sweetest cousin in the form of Morgen! 🥺💖 And she’s got a friend/sister figure in Josele (I’m so glad that Josele and Discordia can be friends 💖).

Daaaaaw! Josele is the first to show concern for Dia and her quietness. 🥺🥺🥺👏😭 Josele is the sweet and doting friend who wants to be there for everyone else. Thank you for getting that about her.

Dropping the bomb just like that! And the room falls silent. You know, before Nacht cuts the tension with a bad joke. 🙄 Most people would be the ones to pay to be with Discordia, you fool!

Josele just clocking the guy that Dia’s gonna marry. And when did she chance upon Moros and Discordia together? 🤔 Josele… Wanna share with the class how you know Dia was hanging with a dude? Spying on your fiance’s cousin or something? 🤨/lh+j

AKDBXIWYSIQJSBXUWKWBDH!

Gods of course Nacht, Morgen, and Josele would be bowled over by Discordia marrying a guy she’s only known for a month. It’s a marriage of convenience but it’s still happening so quickly! None of them know what to say!

Well actually Josele knows what to say. That being “Discordia! There has to be another way! 😭 We can help you!” Josele ain’t losing her closest gal pal to a foreign prince! Except she is. Because Dia leaves tomorrow. And there's nothing anyone can do about it.

But Josele ain't gonna let Discordia go away feeling sad! Oh no no no! Her last night in Clover will be one of celebration! Honestly, she'd probably even insist on paying for the shopping trip and dinner despite the Fausts being, you know nobility and thus having more money. Josele's silly like that. 😆 And probably the main reason Discordia, Nacht, and Morgen can't argue with Josele on this specific topic is because, well, Flimsy Fausts vs. Brawny Canty is gonna go in Josele's favor. 🤣

I love the image of Josele chivalrously offering her arm to Discordia as they walk together! Khfiausht! Lady knight Josele is just a vibe! I love it!

Ida mention! Of course Ida should get a gift to remember Discordia by. But I cannot believe Nacht is arguing with Discordia, a bride-to-be and future queen! Not a good look, man! 😬😂 Everybody should be glad that Morgen and Josele were there to break up the fight and prevent any bloodshed (aside from Discordia's magic of course).

Morgen seeing through Nacht this one time! 👀 He knows that Nacht's gonna miss Discordia! They may squabble but they're still family. And gosh Nacht really is concerned because Discordia had to make such a big leap to get away from her parents and House Faust! AAAAHHHHH! 😭

KJAHFAIUET! NACHT! Don't tell Morgen you hate him just because he's right! 🗞 This man I swear! 🙄 Just say you love your family already, stupid. (You know, before you lose more of them./lh)

GRRRAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGHHHH! THAT LAST LINE, LYRA! HOW FREAKING DARE YOU! WHY THE HECK WOULD YOU INCLUDE THAT OMINOUS LINE! WAAAAAAHHHHH! 😭

Honestly just a fun and sweet read. Getting a little insight on the dynamic that Discordia has with her cousins and with Josele. 🥺 I love them all very much, your honor.

Three Fausts and a Canty

Hi guys! This is a little oneshot I wrote a few days ago, it’s mostly based around my OC Discordia Faust-Helheim and her cousins Nacht and Morgen, and Morgen’s fiancé Josele Canty (who belongs to the lovely @loosesodamarble ) there is also a brief mention of Ida Faust who belongs to @marune2 😁! I hope you all enjoy~!

Word Count: 2,192

Warnings: None

———

Discordia quietly shut her suitcase as she finished packing her things. Today would be her final day in House Faust and in the Clover Kingdom. She was betrothed to the future king of Lumi, a small kingdom on the other side of Spade. She had never heard of it before, and from what she had gathered neither had anyone else.

So why exactly was she being betrothed to a man she had only met a handful of times and who belonged to a kingdom she had never heard of? The answer was simple:

He wanted a wife, she wanted power.

It was a win-win for both of them. He would have a beautiful, smart, and noble wife, and she would have the power of the throne, a handsome husband, and could go out to see the world.

So the two entered a contract marriage. One that was purely transactional and completely void of love.

Discordia heard the door to House Faust open and voices float in before the door closed. She at first thought it was her mother and father, but as she walked out of the room and towards the stairs she realized the voices weren’t that of her parents. Rather, they were voices of people she enjoyed spending time with way more than her parents. It was her cousins Morgen and Nacht, and Morgen’s Fiancé Josele.

Discordia walked down the stairs and rounded the corner to see Nacht sitting by the window, smoking a cigarette, and Morgen and Josele sitting on the couch together.

“ Hello Morgen, Joey, and disappointment.” Discordia said as she walked into the common room and walked over to a chair and sat down.

“ Hello regret, you’re looking extra bitter this afternoon.” Nacht said before he took a drag of his cigarette, Discordia made a ‘hmph’ sound as she turned to look at him.

“ And you look even more ineffectual than usual, dear cousin.” Discordia retorted with a small smirk as she crossed her arms.

“ Can you two at least try to be normal for once?” Morgen asked with an exasperated sigh, and the two quickly snapped their heads in his direction.

“ This isn’t normal?” They asked in unison, causing Morgen to sigh as Josele laughed.

“ Morgen, I think this is normal for those two.” Josele said softly as she leaned her head on his shoulder, Morgen shook his head as he wrapped an arm around her waist. Nacht rolled his eyes before turning to look out the window.

The group chatted for a little bit. Morgen and Josele talked about their day and how uneventful it was in the Grey Deer squad, while Nacht listened and occasionally gave his two-cents, but Discordia couldn't help but feel a little jealous as she listened to them all chattering away. The trio got to go all over the country and almost do whatever they wanted. Morgen and Josele because they were Magic Knights, and Nacht because, well, he just didn’t care what his family said and he did whatever he wanted. Unlike Discordia who was forbidden from joining the Magic Knights and was told to stay inside and study. She hated it, but couldn’t force herself to disobey her parents and incur their wrath.

She was the eldest of the children, so she was expected to lead House Faust and take over the Summoning of devils and the use of Forbidden magic. But after Nacht and Morgen were born, any power that she held was immediately stripped away from her. All because she was a girl.

But she couldn’t be angry at her cousins, well, at one of her cousins anyway. She was angry at Nacht since he was made the next head of House despite being 2 months younger than her, but Morgen…she couldn’t be angry at him. Maybe it was because his personality was the opposite of her and Nacht’s, or maybe it was because of how he always smiled and tried to make her see the positives in life.

And his fiancé Josele, well, she was amazing in her own right. Discordia was a little unsure when she first met the young woman, but she quickly changed her tune after she noticed how much Morgen smiled around Josele. How she made him light up and shine brightly, and how he couldn’t take his eyes off of her the entire evening. She made him happy, and that made Discordia happy.

Discordia had always wanted a sister, and she couldn’t imagine a more perfect one than Josele.

“ Dia…are you okay?” Discordia was immediately pulled out of her thoughts by Josele’s concerned voice.

“ Hm? Oh, I’m fine. I just got lost in thought.” Discordia mumbled as she turned to look at her concerned friend.

“ Too bad you couldn’t have just stayed lost.” Nacht mumbled, and before Discordia could respond Josele quickly asked another question.

“ What were you thinking about?” Discordia let out a soft sigh as she uncrossed her arms and propped her chin up in her hand.

“ Just…about how much we’ve all changed through the years, and how we’ll continue to change until we become completely different versions of ourselves.” Discordia muttered softly as she stared into the empty fireplace that was beside her chair. Morgen, Nacht, and Josele all looked at her in confusion.

“ I’m getting married.”

The room went silent. Josele, Morgen, and Nacht stared at her for a moment before looking at each other and looking back at her.

“ You’re…getting married?” Morgen asked in surprise and Discordia nodded.

“ That’s correct.”

“ And who’s the poor sucker? And how much did your parents pay to get him to take you off their hands?” Nacht asked as he put his cigarette out and walked over to the group.

“ My parents paid him as much as your parents paid your non-existent girlfriend to date you.” Discordia told him with a slight roll of her eyes.

“ Wait…are you marrying the guy I saw you with a couple of weeks ago? The one with ash-blonde hair and hazel eyes?” Josele asked curiously as she sat up and leaned in closer to Discordia, who only nodded.

“ ‘Guy’? What guy? Who is he?” Morgen asked as he looked between his fiancé and cousin.

“ He’s…the future King of Lumi. His name is Moros Helheim.” Discordia said reluctantly as she crossed her arms again and leaned back in the chair.

“ ‘Lumi’? Where on earth is that?” Nacht asked with a frown as he tried to rack his brain.

“ It’s a kingdom on the other side of Spade. It’s small and mostly deals in fur and wood trade since it’s almost always surrounded by snow and ice.” Morgen said as he looked towards his twin. “ But how did you even meet this guy? And how long have you known him?” Morgen asked as he turned to look at Discordia again.

“ We met by chance in town. As far as how long I’ve known him it’s been about…a month?” Discordia said as she looked in thought for a moment. Nacht, Josele, and Morgen’s jaws dropped.

“ A month?!” The three shouted in disbelief, she had only known this man a month and was already marrying him? Was she insane?!

“ Don’t worry, it’s only a contract marriage. But that’s all I can tell you.” Discordia told them with a small smile, but that didn’t ease their worries at all.

Josele quickly stood up, walked over to where Discordia was sitting, and crouched down in front of her before taking her hands.

“ Dia…are you sure this is what you want? I mean, if you’re in trouble we can always figure out some other way to get you out of here? You don’t have to run off to another kingdom and get married to a man you don’t love to escape from this place!” Josele told her friend kindly as she squeezed her hands gently. She knew better than anyone what it was like to feel trapped in a life you didn’t want, how hard it was to break free from that and do what you love and be with someone you loved, and she knew how desperately Discordia wanted to escape House Faust.

The darker haired woman squeezed Josele’s hands back gently before giving her a gentle smile and patting her head.

“ I’m sure, Joey. Besides, I wouldn’t be allowed to marry a person I loved anyway unless they were beneficial in some way to House Faust so…this is the next best thing. Also at least Moros is handsome, and is someone I chose instead of one my parents chose.” Discordia said with a small laugh and Nacht scoffed.

“ Geez, is this really something to laugh about?” He muttered under his breath and Morgen smiled a bit.

“ See? You do care about Discordia, even if you two fight like a couple of children.” Morgen said under his breath so only his twin could hear, who scoffed again and rolled his eyes in response.

“ When do you leave?” Morgen asked and Discordia looked from Josele to Morgen.

“ Tomorrow morning. It’ll be a long trip from here to Lumi, so we’ll have to stop in Spade overnight beforehand though.” Discordia said and Josele jumped up causing the three Fausts to jump back in surprise.

“ Then tonight we’re gonna give you the best send-off that we can! We’re going to go shopping, and then we’re going to have dinner at Dia’s favorite restaurant!” Josele said with a firm nod and with no room for arguing, the Fausts looked at each other for a moment before they let out defeated sighs.

There was no room for arguing when Josele put her mind to something.

——

The small group left House Faust and quickly flew into town on their brooms. As soon as they landed Discordia linked arms with Josele and the two walked a little in front of Morgen and Nacht. They looked at dresses, jewelry, and weapons while Nacht and Morgen stood back and watched. After a few minutes of shopping Morgen and Josele walked away for some alone time, thus leaving Nacht and Discordia alone.

That lasted all of five minutes.

When Morgen and Josele began looking for Nacht and Discordia they found them with a small group surrounding them. The two were shouting and arguing over what gifts to get Ida, Nacht and Morgen’s little sister, and after politely disagreeing with each other for a while they began to argue and shout. Going almost as far as using their Shadow and Blood magic. But luckily Morgen and Josele got there just in time to break it up.

As the sun began to set and the four of them began to walk towards their brooms to head home, Nacht and Morgen were once again slightly behind Discordia and Josele.

“ Y’know…I’m sad that Discordia is leaving.” Morgen said as he watched his fiancé and cousin laugh and talk amongst each other, Nacht scoffed.

“ Well I’m not. I’m glad she’s leaving. It’s one less pain in my ass.” Nacht said as he crossed his arms, Morgen cut him a look. “ What?”

“ You and I both know that isn’t true. Sure Discordia is a pain in your butt, but I also know you’re not actually happy that she’s leaving either. You’ll be sad and miss her once she leaves.” Morgen said and Nacht rolled his eyes and a tinge of pink appeared on his cheeks.

Sure he and Discordia fought and argued a lot. But that didn’t mean the two didn’t care about each other. They were family, and were as close as siblings despite only being cousins. Nacht let a soft sigh escape his lips. Morgen suddenly made a humming noise.

“ I’m also sad that she had to resort to this in order to be free from her parents, and free from the House. There…should have been a better way.” Morgen said softly, and Nacht laughed humorlessly.

“ ‘Free’? You call signing a contract and marrying a total stranger free? How in the hell is that any more free than just staying here and doing the same thing?” Nacht asked his twin, who only smiled in response.

“ Because she’s doing it on her terms. You see, Discordia was right, her parents wouldn’t let her marry just anyone. So instead of waiting and letting them choose her would-be husband, she took the bull by the horns and did it herself. And knowing her, she didn’t make this decision lightly. She most likely weighed the pro’s and con’s of the contract marriage and concluded that the benefits outweighed the disadvantages.” Morgen said as he looked at his twin.

Discordia was a very intelligent woman, so if she came to the conclusion that this contract marriage was of the utmost benefit to her then she wouldn’t hesitate to agree to it. So…the family would just have to trust her.

“ I hate you.” Nacht muttered knowing his twin was right, and Morgen only laughed.

“ Hey you two hurry up! Let’s go home!” Josele shouted as she and Discordia turned to look at the twins.

The brothers smiled before quickly catching up with the young women to head home.

This would be the last time the four of them were together.

———

Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day 🥰!

#black clover #black clover fanfic #nacht faust #morgen faust #black clover oc #discordia helheim #lyra's oc #josele canty #soda's ocs #lyra of the future #reblogged post

8 notes · View notes

osakaso5 · 3 years ago

Photo

Nagi Rokuya Birthday Photobook Rabbit Chat Part 5: All Their Gratitude

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Mitsuki: It's midnight!

Yamato: I'm glad we got to give our birthday wishes directly. Congrats

Riku: Nagiiii!!!

Iori: Nanase-san, yelling his name does not count as wishing him a happy birthday. Happy birthday, Rokuya-san.

Riku: Congraaaats!!!

Tamaki: Nagicchi hbdddddd

Sogo: Nagi-kun! I'm happy I get to tell you this face to face. Happy birthday.

Nagi: 。゜(゜´Д`゜)゜。

Tsumugi: Nagi-san, happy birthday! It's so nice that you can all celebrate together this year!

Nagi: Cocona is here!

Tsumugi: Cocona-chan!?

Riku: We're all wearing Cocona masks!

Sogo: It's a bit embarrasing.

Tamaki: So-chan, your hair's sticking out of the mask, lol

Nagi: What a special surprise! Six Coconas! I love you all!

Iori: That doesn't mean you have to grope people's behinds when you hug them *angry* *angry* *angry*

Riku: You're still not used to that, Iori?

Iori: No, and I wouldn't even want to be! Neither should you!

Yamato: My face is getting sweaty wearing this thing.

Nagi: NO! Cocona would never sweat! You must alter your bodies to be closer to hers!

Mitsuki: And how are we supposed to do that, lololol We're still men, you know, lolol

Sogo: Um, if we have to become women... I think there was a potion for that in a black magic tome I read the other day...

Yamato: I'm kinda curious what that potion entails. Not that we're going to be trying that or anything.

Sogo: It seems the first ingredient is the blood of a live toad...

Tamaki: AAAAAAA I can't see I can't hear AAAAAAAAAA

Tsumugi: Those masks must be very warm, if you're already getting sweaty >< lol

Riku: Apparently we're not allowed to take them off for the next hour!

Tamaki: But then we can't eat anything

Sogo: I brought the magic tome, does anyone want to read it?

Tamaki: Don't even open it!!!

Nagi: What is this black smoke!?

Mitsuki: Did you really do some kind of black magic!?

Nagi: Will you summon Cocona!?

Iori: Of course he won't!

Riku: Tamaki! Tamaki! The naan bread we were making is burning!!!

Tamaki: Aaaaaaaaaaaa

Tamaki: This is all your fault, So-chan and Yama-san!!!

Nagi: A... Cocona naan bread?

Yamato: Nope (lol) We were making it for you, Nagi.

Nagi: Why naan?

Iori: Calm down, Rokuya-san.

Nagi: Gulp...

Iori: Apparently it's because "Nagi" and "naan", both start with a "na".

Mitsuki: Lololololololol

Yamato: Pretty funny, right?

Sogo: I see, so they chose due to how similar they sound! That was really nice of them.

Tsumugi: Um, are you making curry to go with the naan?

Mitsuki: Nope, it's just the bread, lolol

Tsumugi: What!?

Mitsuki: I'm not cooking this time, since Riku and Tamaki were so excited to feed Nagi their home cooking. Iori was charged with watching them though, lol

Nagi: Hearing that makes me feel like I need to eat all of the naan, even if it completely dries my mouth...

Mitsuki: I did make the cake, so at least you have that to look forward to!

Nagi: ┖(o゜∀゜o)┙ Wasshoi!

Nagi: Now I can finally outdo Iori when it comes to enjoying one of Mitsuki's cakes.

Iori: My parents own a bakery. Don't think you'll defeat me so easily.

Tamaki: It burned

Nagi: This... looks like a black hole, spewing out the evils of the world...

Riku: Sorry, Nagi... You can't eat this.

Sogo: It's because I brought up black magic in the first place... Sorry.

Yamato: Nah, I really don't think you're at fault here, Sou.

Nagi: Do not mourn while you wear Cocona's face!

Nagi: For the next 30 minutes, you shall have a test of endurance in which you do the Cocona ending theme dance.

Riku: I like that dance!

Tsumugi: I'll make some curry and bring it over in a moment, so feel free to dance until then! lol

Iori: You can't be serious...

Tamaki: I'm gonna win

Mitsuki: Since when is this a competition!?

Nagi: Your cuteness puts you in a lead, Mitsuki! Now, everyone do your best!

Yamato: I think I preferred the weepy Nagi from earlier...

Sogo: Don't say that, Yamato-san!

Riku: Iori, that's the Bon festival dance! lol

Iori: D-didn't the dance go something like this?

Nagi: It did not. Start over, Iori.

Sogo: He's very strict...

Yamato: Are you sure you don't wanna go back to just crying?

Nagi: I have brought you the Clos du Menil I promised, Yamato.

Yamato: Actually, dancing doesn't sound too bad right now.

Tamaki: You sure changed your mind fast.

Tsumugi: Nagi-san, as great of a dance teacher you are, it's about time for the usual!

Mitsuki: I wanna change clothes before he does, lol

Riku: Yamato-san, are you wearing a shirt that has dark patches around the armpits? It's very stylish!

Yamato: Riku, that's sweat... I wasn't kidding when I said these masks are hot...

Nagi: Cocona does NOT sweat!!!

Choices/outcomes:

1. Your outfit will complement the Cocona masks!

Nagi: Indeed. This is a dress code I will gladly abide by.

2. Are you ready?

Nagi: I am burning with excitement, as Tamaki and Riku's special birthday naan burned before me X-P

3. It's time to change!

Nagi: I very much enjoy the sound of that X-P

Tsumugi: Is everyone ready?

Mitsuki: Who got him these glasses, lolololol

Tamaki: Meeee

Yamato: Oh wow, lolololol Looking good, Nagi, lololol

Riku: I want to wear them, too! Let me borrow them later!

Nagi: Very well. I will be the adult for today.

Yamato: What, because of the moustache? lol

Iori: I think you and Rokuya-san are the only ones these glasses would suit, Nikaido-san.

Yamato: What's that supposed to mean, Ichi?

Sogo: Wow... I wonder if I'd look good in them, too.

Tamaki: Quit staring at them with those sparkly eyes.

Sogo: I want to try the glasses, too.

Tamaki: Why???

Riku: Hey, we should all tell Nagi the thing we couldn't last time!

Nagi: !

Iori: Stop acting so nervous, Nikaido-san.

Yamato: You're not pulling any punches today, huh, Ichi...

Mitsuki: You trying to one-up me when it comes to heckling Nagi and Yamato-san? lololol

Riku: One, two, three, go!

Iori: Na

Yamato: Gi

Mitsuki: We

Tamaki: Lo

Sogo: Ve

Riku: You

Tsumugi: What a lovely message..!

Nagi: (´;ω;`)

Nagi: I have received a message of love from those dearest to me

Riku: We've been waiting to say it for too long!

Mitsuki: Congrats, Nagi..!

Yamato: ...Aaaand he's bawling again.

Sogo: Nagi-kun, I love you.

Tamaki: S-So-chan!?

Sogo: What? I don't think it was that out of place to say.

Tamaki: But you didn't have to say it NOW! Look how red you made everyone's faces

Sogo: Why would the rest of you be blushing, when I'm the one who said it?

Iori: It just feels wrong, somehow...

Riku: You didn't react like this when I said that to you on your birthday, Iori!

Iori: Why do you even remember that!?

Tsumugi: Nagi-san, your birthday has just begun! I hope you'll have many more happy moments!

Nagi: (´;ω;`)

Nagi: Well then, please post your other love messages now

Yamato: I guess I'll go first, then! Nagi, I'm glad I got to say this toi your face. Congrats. I mean it. Just when I think you're sly as a fox, you show this cute side of yourself that we all love. I hope you'll keep smiling for us.

Riku: I know you were probably really excited for this, but so were we! Thanks for letting us celebrate with you, and for making us so happy! Let's keep seeing the world and having lots of fun together! Happy birthday!

Tamaki: Congrats, Nagicchi. We're always doing dumb stuff and getting in trouble together, but it's all fun when I'm with you Let's have a blast today!

Iori: Happy birthday, Rokuya-san.

Sogo: Happy birthday, Nagi-kun. Even as a man, reading your photobook made my heart race. I envy you for being so charismatic, but I'm proud of you at the same time. Please keep singing with us.

Mitsuki: Happy birthday, Nagi! I know you've been doing pranks to make me mad on purpose lately! But I just can't be mad at you for that, lololol You always notice the important details. Sorry for relying on you so much.

Mitsuki: I'll have to become more manly, so you'll be the one thanking me for once! Let's go out and have cake sometime. Congrats!

Tsumugi: Again, congratulations and happy birthday, Nagi-san! We're happy just to have you around!

Nagi: I love you all.

Nagi: More than anyone else in the world.

Nagi: You are always there to welcome me home. You make me smile from the bottom of my heart, and you smile with me. When I want to cry, you cry with me.

Nagi: Thank you

Nagi: For giving me this home.

Mitsuki: Nagiii!!!

Riku: Waaaaah!!!

Tsumugi: Nagi-san..!

Sogo: We're all hugging Nagi-kun.

Yamato: Don't wipe your snot on my clothes!

Iori: Stop groping me!!!

Riku: It's not fair that only Iori gets groped! Do me, too!

Tamaki: Wait, I wanna be groped too

Mitsuki: Me too... not, lololol

Tsumugi: Nagi-san, everyone's sending you their birthday wishes online! Would you like to respond?

Nagi: Of course, my dear Tsumugi.

Nagi: This day was very painful and sad for me before. I had not personally known the pain of being apart from those I love.

Nagi: But today, I finally know how important, how wonderful it is to be with the people dearest to you. I am grateful to God, my teammates, and all of you for loving me so.

Nagi: I promise that my love for IDOLiSH7 and you will never end. Do you swear the same thing? Fall in love with me, for all eternity. Tell me how you feel. I will be sure to return those feelings. You will not regret it. I love you.

Translator’s notes..?

next up, Tenn’s Marie Mariage Rabbit Chats!

#idolish7 #nagi rokuya #birthday photobook #translation #i7 #rabbit chat

33 notes · View notes

honorable-wanderings · 4 years ago

Text

Word of Honor - Episode 2 Part 2 - Mirror Lake has more Fire than expected

In an interesting twist of fate Zhou Zishu decides to take the nice munchkin up on his offer to crash at his place for a while.

Thumbs up my dood

----------

Now the fuck are these guys?

Oh cool. Thanks.

---------

See? Children chants are creepy! Always!

But especially when driven by plort! (plort was a typo but I’m Keeping it.)

----------

Finally people treating our man with common decency and respect! Who knew he just needed a fancy bookmark?

Oop. Nevermind

------------

I have discovered the joys of fucking with people and I’m never going back again

----------

A fuck this guy again. I’m assuming we’re not supposed to like him? But I don’t like him either way. He has no... je ne sais quoi

He boring. Basic. Bland.

It ain’t good.

----------

Oh and also you know how you wanted us to keep tabs on Zhou ZiShu? Oh well um.. it’s going great! Great! Yeah... except for... we can’t find him.

-----------

Well if this ain’t a whole ass mood?

-----------

Midnight already? Time for the pain pins to poke me painfully!

This sure is a weird version of Cinderella

gross

----------

Okay okay so normally the 7 torture nails block your chi? I’m understanding? So you can no longer do martial arts. And he would rather die than lose all his martial arts so he put the nails in slowly so that he could still have SOME of his martial arts. But the point of the nails is still that he wants to die and feels he deserves to be punished as well? Right? So having his martial arts helps mediate the pain which lessons the punishment

and if it weren’t for the punishment aspect couldn’t he have just like... faked the nails? Or would they have been able to tell? I mean this is all dramatic and all but where are your motivations Zhou ZiShu?

work with me here

----------

Hey?! That’s not sunlight?!?

----------

Love me a good silhouette shot

----------

And suddenly everything is on fire???

----------

Rude

----------

After watching like 4 people get killed in front of him and a lot of fire and ransacking our protragonists finally thinks perhaps he should get himself involved.

----------

How is everything a fucking boomerang???

-----------

Pffffff I love it

Tunk thunk

----------

In another interesting development, the boat man from before is important?????

Also our boy is doing his best with that hat

----------

Okay I know he’s like a master of disguise and all but like he doesn’t seem to be doing much to actually... hide? Still love his wiggly sword style

----------

Um take the kid and fucking run maybe????

---------

*stalks you from a not very inconspicuous distance*

Didja miss me?

----------

Hate to see you leave but love to watch you go

----------

Fuck I hate being disarmed.

----------

This place looks strangely similar to the woodshed...

---------

The fuck are you?

Wouldn’t you like to know?

Yes I would. That’s why I asked

----------

There’s just nothing quite like a near death experience to bring people together.

----------

Take this kid and run!

But sir, you don’t seem to understand! I am the Best Boy! I simply cannot just leave you to die.

----------

Don’t worry kid! You can’t get in trouble anymore! Your dad is fuckin dead! Surely that’ll bring you some comfort!

----------

Random Local Boatman is surprisingly honorable and happens to be in debt to the father of the kid who was nice to you that morning.

Life sure is weird.

----------

He doing him best

---------

Though it is absolutely understandable, he reacts to being touched by that paper the way I react to walking into a spider web.

-------

Gramps is a badass

-----------

I do have to say these guys do seem to be much better trained than the usual evil henchmen. And you have to appreciate their aesthetic.

----------

Seriously!! The best boy!!!!!

This man has helped in a little bit exactly once to repay him for his own kindness an this little teenager is willing to just die for him without hesitation.

Like no, son, the two old men are doing this so that YOU live. You have it backwards.

----------

Surpriiiiise I’m stalking you too!

----------

Oh no the henchmen are falling into the drawing things out to emotionally torture their prey thing. Don’t y’all know that giving the protagonist time to recover and/or study your moves is how you die? Did you even GO to henchman school?

----------

ahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Just.. omg. The noise he made. “Dwaaah!!!”

------------

Okay kid I know you’re young and under a lot of stress and never really got into the whole martial arts training thing but grandpa is doing better than you literally laying down and covered in cuts. Just sayin

----------

Aw nuts

---------------

*ding*

Please take your protagonist out of the oven as cooktime has been completed.

----------

The fighting editing style seems to be a weird splice of nice crisp slowmotion view of the action and spliced together jump cuts and zooms that make for an odd kinda hard to follow combination. But at least I guess they tend to end on ‘cool pose x”

----------

“Hey, Beggar! You’re good at martial arts. Somehow this surprises me even though I already knew that???”

----------

Unexpected trust fall ends better than anticipated

----------

Das gaee

----------

He’s bendin’ over backwards for you!!

--------

Unexpected but definitely varied emotional investments on the fact that Gramps is dying.

----------

Look at him being all humble.

----------

Ooh he could be in a medical drama. That is the perfect like sad close your eyes and head shake no I’m sorry he’s not gonna make it. Bravo.

Very delicate.

----------

“Don’t fuckin’ touch me”

----------

I’m guilt tripping you into a found family and you’re gonna like it punk

---------

Sick dude, whats your name? Shit no one’s asked me that before somehow I’m not ready..

Uh.uh... Zhou Xu.

Nailed it.

“Zhou Xu? Naw that doesn’t sound right.”

-----------------

May you learn from this never to underestimate, rob, and otherwise harass your local old boat man for you never know when he may force you through guilt and honor into taking on a ward and a quest under penalty of being haunted by his old ass ghost forever

----------

Uncle Li has died and most of the group is much more upset about it than they would have anticipated that morning.

Poor ChenLing is having a rough day.

------------

RIP Uncle Li. So much for living a carefree couple of years lying drunk in the sun.

It looks like even now you can’t escape your responsibilities Zhou Xu.

----------------

Group of hereto-unknown men arrive in poor time to stop the bonfire

------------

“What’s wrong?” Um... maybe... fire??

------------

I say again, thank you for labeling the people I’m supposed to remember.

Also, why did y’all have to wait for orders before checking out the fuckin boats?

Y’all dumb.

---------------------

Hey, Wen KeXing, Not trying to throw off your groove or anything but maybe a funeral isn’t the best time for flirting? Perhaps? Maybe?

I know you don’t have an ‘off’ switch but maybe a pause button?

-----------------

“are you done?”

“Never.”

----------

It deadass took y’all this long to introduce yourself? You’ve been stalking him all this time and you never thought to go “btw my name Wen KeXing? Comment t’appelles tu?” Come on man

---------------

Our best boy is having his not best day. D:

Don’t worry. Your new family will stalk/care for you.

-----------------

“A-Xiang! Make some food!” “No shit Sherlock I already did.” “My ideas are the best. :D”

--------------

Eat your food!

Eat your food!!

Eat your FOOD!!!

EAT YOUR FOOD!!!!

WILL SOMEONE PLEASE EAT YOUR GODDAMN FOOD?

-------------

“Oh my GOD we get it you can fucking read! Oh my god.”

---------

If I prove I can read too will you pass me a damn pancake?

Fuck yeah.

----------------

GOD DAMN IT SOMEONE EAT FOR THE LOVE OF FUCK

------------

Um excuse you this group only has room for one little bitch and it ain’t fuckin you, you hear me little girl?

------------

I am very sorry. Thank you for saving my life. I would like to re-assert my status as “best boy”.

HEY WHAT THE FUCK????

-------------------

Wen KeXing: 👀

----------------------------

Please increase your friendship level before asking personal questions.

---------

Nya Nya you were useless when your home was burned to the ground and your family was killed waaaaah how pathetic are you!!

Can you fucking not?

My B.

--------------------

BEST BOY INJURED THIS IS NOT A DRILL

----------

Our Man Zhou ZiShu respects bodily autonomy!

Do not touch my fuckin’ boy or I will fight you!

-----------------

And we end the episode with Wen KeXing being horny on main!

Sir, keep it together. There are children present.

#Word of honor #Shanhe Ling #zhou zishu #Wen Kexing #zhang chengling #Gu Xiang #Writing WoH #spoilers #Episode 2

41 notes · View notes

strawberryjamsara · 4 years ago

Text

Anyone who tries chalking Sayaka’s fall into despair up to “she got rejected by the boy she likes” is so completely missing the point. The point wasn’t that “Waaaaah, Kyousuke likes Hitomi more than me.” It was about feeling as though she was a bad person, and the fact that she gave up so much of herself for someone who didn’t care.

Sayaka is not active on her want to gain Kyousuke’s love. She sees it as self-righteous and manipulative to do so. See when she calls herself “horrible.” for thinking about Kyousuke giving her more than a “thanks” for using her wish on him. She isn’t proud of her want for Kyousuke to love her. She has a narrow black and white view of the world, and doing a good deed while expecting a reward isn’t perfect and selfless so she rejects it.

When Madoka comes to Sayaka after Hitomis talk, Sayaka is unable to understand why, because she had the passing thought “what if I hadn’t saved Hitomi.” That was enough to condemn herself. Just a thought in her head. She’s heartbroken over Kyousuke, but she’s also having a crisis at the idea she might be a “bad” person. And the first signal of the curse growing in her soul gem? Comes after she takes out her feelings on Madoka. She runs away crying at how she treated her best friend, that scene didn’t involve Kyousuke in any way, it was her despairing over how she hurt someone she loved.

When Hitomi and Kyousuke get together, Sayaka sinks deeper into despair, but her response isn’t some nice guy “why did he reject me when I did this for him” it was fighting more familiars and doubling down on the selfless act.

“I’m going to be a different kind of magical girl. That’s what I’ve decided. I won’t screw anyone over or take anyone for granted. And I won’t associate with anyone who does.”

She sold her soul for someone who doesn’t care about her, and all she cares about is paying recompense, because she’s convinced nobody could love her now. She doesn’t have a soul and she has hurt or thought about hurting the two closest people in her life, and has decided all she’s good for is fighting witches.

The train scene is a realization of her feelings. It’s admitting she wants to be rewarded, but nobody gives a shit about what she’s doing. The fact two misogynistic pigs consider people like her subhuman is the tipping point of realizing she wants so badly to be loved and seen and rewarded for her acts, but in the end, she can try all she likes and nobody gives a shit.

Finally let’s look at her speech to Kyoko before her death.

“I can’t even remember what was so worth protecting anymore, I’m drawing a blank. Hope and despair means good and bad have to equal each other out right? That’s what you said or something like it. I think I understand what you mean now. The good thing is I saved a few people. The bad thing is, I got angrier, and my heart filled up with envy and hate. It got so bad I even hurt my best friend. For as much happiness as you wish on someone, someone else gets cursed with equal misery. That’s how it is for magical girls. And that’s how it is for me.”

That speech is not “Oh, I got rejected and now I’m sad.” It’s “I have looked up to the ideals of justice for so long, but in the end, pure justice and selflessness does not exist, and I understand that now. I am not proud of the person I’ve become, and I’ve become this way because I have ruined my own life trying to please someone else.”

Her final line is not a condemnation of Kyousuke or Hitomi but herself. “I was stupid. So stupid.” None of this was ever because “boy reject me.” It was because of her own actions and feelings that she fell into despair.

TLDR: if I see anyone call Sayaka a “nice guy” I’m breaking their legs.

#madoka magica #sayaka miki #gothitxt #pmmm

84 notes · View notes

pseudofaux · 3 years ago

Note

Hi there! Did you ever finish Captive Prince?

Hi! Short answer: YES. ♥️♥️♥️

Long answer: Book yes, trilogy… almost. I inhaled the book! Fell right in! I blew through over half of Captive Prince on my way down to Texas and already knew I would NEED THE NEXT BOOK for my flight home, so I went to a couple bookstores (one big, one local) and unfortunately couldn’t find Prince’s Gambit… so I rush shipped it to my hotel. 😏 Finished CaPri before I left Texas and read most of Prince’s Gambit on my flight home, and before I finished that one I checked my local big bookstore to make sure the third book was in stock. It was. I gleefully finished and planned to go to the bookstore the next day to get Kings Rising.

And then I went to the bookstore and the stocking data was a liiiiiiie 😭

I got my copy of Kings Rising a few days later and livetweeted some of my reading, and then when I stopped to do some home thing I realized I only had 80ish pages left and I needed to STOP stop. so this could last a little longer. And now it’s been a week and I’m scared to finish and be without more story!!! My brain does this when I love something and I’m coming up on the end, it wants to taffy pull it out or overlay it with a new thing (see me being all waaaaah about ending Hwayugi so when I hit episode 18 I started watching The Queen’s Gambit as not to be without something). I’ve enjoyed this trilogy so, so much, and I am SAD to be coming up on the end. Gotta preorder Dark Rise.

From the livetweeting:

#Captive Prince #my brain might… not be my friend sometimes when you look at it on paper #SO GOOD I don’t know what to do with myself now 😭😭😭#ERASMUS ILYSM

15 notes · View notes

deviantartdramanow · 3 years ago

Text

Here we go again with the drama bitch Reddumbassdraws

https://www.deviantart.com/reddragondraws/status-update/I-knew-I-was-gonna-901572772 So cute how much you love us lmao. Ok let's break this down with his petty little insults. ;3

its kinda funny you assume that when this is the first time I would be “having a fit because he can’t shit talk here anymore.” Besides it’s been more so debunking and following along with defending yourself which isn’t that encouraged? https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/post/671343006574657536/red-talia-is-an-unstable-and-dangerous-person-to

Fair point, yet this is coming from a group of people who started a whole false pedo claim campaign hints why I am defending her via dragging on this harassment onto my self. Which funny enough was easy to do given the context they view me was a “dumb groomed child”. So why arent you getting away from her? How many years of collecting 'intel' on her and not one callout or video to claim for it? No others did the hard work and you sat there sucking the farts out of her ass alongside Aiden inflation boi. Debunking...? Where? You came and threw petty insults at the page lil man, not once did you approach the page in a civil manner lmaaaaaaooooo nice try kid. And yes you are a stupid groomed kid because people are TELLING YOU TO GET AWAY and you sit there plugging your ears going 'why is no one helping me?! T_T --- Its funny yall scream that I am “groomed” yet you let this person slide with shipping me the real person with Táll. I only allowed Steve who aparently is a Gary Stu despite having very clear flaws because Táll didn’t TRY AND FORCE ME INTO ANY ERPS AT ALL LMAOO AND BY THE SHIT I WAS REFEREEING TO WHEN I SAID SHOOTING DOWN I MEANT HER TRYING TO HARASS FYI FAIRY AND OTHER MEMBERS JUST TO LATTER ON GET HARASSED BU THESE VERY SAME PEOPLE DOWN THE ROAD MY GOD LMAO. I ALSO HAVE MY VERY OWN PROOF FOR THIS LMAOO. If you clearly see in these screenshots I didn’t “scream insults” nor said “stoop to her level” in this source. The only think I can think make you think that was that I didn’t want to stoop to the tumblr groups level and I’ve stated outside of this. Um because ya are? You have not brought any proof forward otherwise of 'not being on her side' and you have defended her endlessly kiddo. You are a whipped little bitch in our eyes and you need to yank the leash off and leave if you want us to believe you. Get the fuck away from your groomer dumbass. It's called a block button~! Use it next time to shut Tall up for a few weeks. Uh oh gang look out he getting caplock happy! Cuz he wants to sound big and menacing and impressive...when really he sounds like a screaming fetus lmao. =3 Baby need is bottle wah wah? We see the messages there champ, you insulted the fuck out of her and screamed and barraged her with insults, if you had talked like that to a clerk you'd have been flung out of the store on your ass kid. Have manners next time or shut yo mouth. ---

Do you need a mirror? I am only updating It because before I tried doing the “just ignore it” trick and now I’m just done so thats why I lambasted this shit to the public and no I am not obsessing over anybody realy just debunking your claims as soon as they come fresh like I would have had on the circle jerk blog. https://deviantartdramanow.tumblr.com/day/2021/12/24 And yet here ya are shitting your pants angry while picking on a minor, sad. ----

Ok and? I am having a great christmas Infact I’m doing this partly cause of boredom since I have a hard time normaly going to bed at a decent time. It’s just how I’ve always been on winter breaks and shit like that. Seems to me like you are starved for attention loser. Go touch grass for real kiddo, the fact you love drama is abit worrysome, get a life outside sucking on Tall's asshole and drawing 'WAAAAAH FEEL BAD FOR ME' art. Reported it btw =3 ---- Sorry I have to reuse this comeback as it seems very effective like have you looked in a mirror lately? All I’ve done was tell you as a group (notice how I say group) to fuck off since the beginning which is aparently harassment, joked about this backwards logic to my buddies, and mostly just made comebacks. I mean after all y’all got fucking baited into going after me just for me to obviously see you all the exact things you think I do like idk harassment, being obsessive and being in this white knight echo chamber. Maybe learn to take advice when it's given to you and leave your abuser be? The fact you are still here defending her in your pathetic way is kinda sad. Learn to fucking block her and let her scream herself stupid. Or are you afraid Aiden will be awarded all the good boy points as you sit there unloved just like in real life as mommy and daddy shove your stupid ass in the basement? Echo chamber btw? There's a whole ton of us and only one of you. Echo chamber is when you sit there and only have YOURSELF to respond to. Ask Eaokhan about this. Oh wait you cant because she got banned for doing the same stupid shit you are doing. Lars can attribute to this fact. -----

Poor things don’t know how to make effective “arguments” that aren’t just them talking to themselves in a mirror.. Look in the mirror deary, I think that's what we should be saying to you. Awe, look at the poor thing gang, he's so angry and his pants reek of bullshit as he sits there, sucking his pacifier, angry tears in his eyes, as all of us point and laugh at his 'pathetic' arguments but he puts this post up anyways gonig 'THAT WILL SHOW THEM, HUMPH! I CANT SCREAM IN NOTES BECAUSE MOD ISNT A BABYSITTER AND DOESNT WANNA HEAR MY SCREAMING RAGE FITS SO IM GOING TO POST IT HERE AS ALL MY WATCHERS GO 'Is he high or insane? Poor thing lets just keep quiet, he'll scream himself to sleep.' Meanwhile he asks himself 'why wont anyone help me? As the block user button sits there sighing, untouched and unloved as he continues to violate DA rules to scream at someone that isnt his reflection. ---- Ok and? Like ive said I made this satus to just kinda show my points since you decided to be a jackass and silence me. I mean I don’t care if you report it there is nothing wrong with this as this isn’t technically a callout, harassment campaign (as I’ve stated already an ungodly amount of times to just not harass these low lives or else your equal to them), it’s simply rebuttal that if your getting so mad then mabey idk not block it from the tumblr blog…. I mean don’t y’all break rules 4i, 8 and 9 ironically enough? You stank up the page throwing insults dear. Mod got sick of hearing your stupid ranting and no proof whatsoever to back up your claims. Only proof you showed was you love to entice and piss people off to strawman yourself. Disgusting pig. Um yes it is, you named people yet again (Prob shitting your pants angry you cant callout the anons who all are reporting the journal though LMFAO, shit your pants harder it's funny. Imagine getting triggered like this kid. He's malding so hard.) People told you to block Tall and you ignored it, of course we're going to roll up your sleeves and tell you the cold hard facts and that you are stupid to ignore em. Go show the block button on Tall's account some love. You want, yer a pussy and love her too much; PROOF you are GROOMED. =3 Wanna prove us wrong? Then get away from your groomer cowshit for brains. Stop doing cringe rps just give her a fat block and move on with your life. Also mod is no idiot, they know the rules more than anyone and they let the posts come in and approved them. Gonna mock the Mod now because god forbid...your posts were not up to snuff? Cry harder lmao.

Mod note: thanks, kid, for thinking I'm some sort of idiot that slapped some words onto a post and ignore my own rules on a blog that I run. one of the many reasons why I hate kids and I'm not having them cuz of shit like this lmfaooo ----

Me on my alt: *Posts shit not about the group and is giving lore about how Steve has mental issues that stem from him serving in a war*

The group: S U C I C I D E B A I T I N G

In all seriousness though even though admitably it’s poor timing if this was me trying to “suicide bait” I would be not using Steve. I mean watch dis imma about to debunk your whole ass claim with a line of daiolauge. From (which if you notice in the background you can see a guy wearing an m1 helmet)

Nah it's cuz your art breaks DA rules, not even you are above them. Plus it seems your bitch pedo pal has a 'kink' for suicide since she came running in the moment you had your butt ugly piss stain yellow dinosaur go 'imma keel mahself hurr hurr' as she made it all about her. Also maybe learn to block her and stop encouraging her habits hmmm? Nasty ass freak. Suicide isnt a joke and you seem to glorify it with her. You both need help. ----- Also, hope you dont dedicate too much free time to us dear, because we'll all start ignoring you once we move your stupidity over to other art theft blogs and have them share the insanity. Once that happens you or Tall wont be safe, also try telling Kiwi Farms you arent groomd with that bullshit excuse of a journal you have up. You'll be laughed outta there right fast. Long story short dumbass piss stain oc making loser; get a life, block your groomer or the misery will never end with you, or stay by her and get banned alongside her. Because we can and will have you both removed from DA and celebrate when you are gone. Anyways, off to reporting~! DA gonna have fun with you lot. Oh and tell TallTheirfy29 I burned her Christmas Tree and presents, mwah! ~Angel Dust

#submission #drama #deviantart #anon post #response #reddragondraws

2 notes · View notes

magioftheseas · 4 years ago

Text

Scar To Burden

For @badthingshappenbingo

Prompt: Scar to Remember taken from here.

Rating: T+

Warnings: Body horror, mental instability, messiness. Yes.

Notes: It was also part of an art trade of sorts. Because it’s canon Matsun, it ended up a little vent-y. Waaaaah. I should write more MatsuHina. We need more danganronpa zero + super danganronpa 2 content in general.

***Alternate Ao3 Link***

Commission? Donate?

“If you’re gonna keep staring at it,” Matsuda griped. “You might as well just take a picture. It’ll last longer.”

Hinata froze immediately, fingertips lingering on his head scars. In the reflection, he sees Matsuda huff. Sees him stride close, clapping a hand on his trembling shoulder.

“What’s up?” Matsuda asked coldly, leaning in and pressing up against him, sending chills down his spine. “The hell is with that stupid fucking face?”

Matsuda’s thumb presses against the scar, right above Hinata’s ear, where Matsuda’s touch had lingered before.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“What the hell are you doing here?”

The specter snorts, crossing his legs the way the living Matsuda Yasuke so often did. Hinata tries not to let his gaze trail from the other’s face, not to the legs fading out to nothing and certainly not to the chest under Matsuda’s crossed arms, which looked like it had been stomped in. Over and over. But rather than the expected blood and gore, it was faded around the edges, as if the being were just a wax replica. Except wax didn’t huff at him like that.

“Don’t tell me you’d rather I was someone else,” Matsuda sneezed. “Upset I’m not your stupid fucking girlfriend? God, don’t tell me you’d prefer Junko.”

“Absolutely not,” Hinata snapped, bristling. “It’s just—why now?”

“Dunno.” In typical Matsuda fashion, he was just shrugged at like he wasn’t worth a second longer of thought. “Just felt like it. It’s super fucking boring being dead, y’know. I can only read over people’s shoulders. I can’t eat. I can’t even sleep. Sucks. So fucking bad. Makes me wish necromancy was a talent, not gonna lie.”

Hinata did feel Kamukura Izuru stir inside him. Whether with curiosity or something else, Hinata steeled himself against it.

He’s gone. Matsuda’s gone. That he’s even here is probably just—

“You think I’m an hallucination,” Matsuda droned. “I’m not. Ask me a question, fucker. I’ll prove it.”

“Proof?” Hinata had to laugh at that, mirthlessly as it was. “Like what?”

“Your stupid fucking boyfriend? He’s with the meathead coach right now. Being lugged about like a particular sad sack of potatoes after collapsing during a jog.” Matsuda shows his teeth. “That sniveling not-quite-nurse will be treating him by the time you rush over.”

Komaeda isn’t—

Hinata got up immediately.

(To his utter despair, Matsuda was completely right. He didn’t even know what to say in between Komaeda swearing that he was alright and apologizing for the trouble as Tsumiki insisted she was doing well in treating him, don’t worry, don’t worry, why do you look so pale, Hinata-san, y-you look like you’ve seen a ghost—)

Despite clearly keeping tabs on everyone there, Hinata doesn’t see Matsuda tailing anyone else. Hell, he doesn’t even see Matsuda outside of his cottage. He wonders if Matsuda can control whether or not he’s seen, and he’s too disturbed to ponder it.

This, unfortunately, doesn’t stop Kamukura Izuru, which makes Hinata feel all kinds of skin-crawlingly disgusting. Makes him also want to claw out his skull, to rip the stitches open if he could.

“Jeez, what’s up your rectum?”

What do you fucking think, Matsuda? Rather than spit out the words, Hinata glares at the ghost over his shoulder. He’s trying to read a book Sonia lent him—but of course Matsuda’s too damn clever to buy into the ruse.

“You look constipated,” Matsuda pointed out, cutting through him with such ease. Always capable of cutting through him with well-practiced fingers and an even more skillfully sharp tongue. “You’re so fucking obvious about it, too.”

Hinata wanted to seethe, but willed himself to keep a straight, unimpressed face.

“Boring read, huh,” Matsuda droned, reflecting that same expression back. “Is it because it’s predictable or because it’s just not to your taste?”

“It’s...” Hinata bit back the word boring. His temper flared, and he forced that back down as well for good measure. “It’s hard to focus on anything when you’re breathing down my neck. In a manner of speaking.”

The dead man—boy, really, Matsuda fucking died before he reached adulthood—just quirked an eyebrow at him. The corner of his lips curled into a truly ugly smirk, accompanied by a snort.

“A manner of speaking!” Matsuda rose his voice to an annoyingly nasal high-pitched tone. “Isn’t that book about a fucking doctor who plays god?” He blows past before Hinata can think twice, flipping the pages furiously. “You didn’t even get to the best part! Look here!”

He brandishes it with mock theatrics and a sneer.

“They shove him back,” Matsuda intones, voice low and grave. “Down, down, down he went. They watch him fall. He, who built them, who built up everything—he who looked so much smaller when splattered to bits.”

Hinata said nothing. He just waited until Matsuda fizzled.

“You piece of shit.” Matsuda still got out one last mirthless chuckle. “You’ve already read it, huh? You fucking started fiddling with it, knowing I’d get fucking curious about it. You knew, you knew, you knew.”

Hinata didn’t say anything to that, either.

“Was it satisfying?” Matsuda hissed. “Was it cathartic? Watching that bitch not only fall to pieces but also give up?”

“She was content, Matsuda.” Hinata simply brushed him off. “She was satisfied with the outcome.”

Matsuda’s form simmers with so much anger that it blurs his edges and especially blurs his expression. Like this, you might not even be able to tell that the once neurologist was in tears. What grew especially jagged from these distortions was the gaping maw in his chest.

Despite looking less and less like a once-person, this being couldn’t be further from dissipating completely. Hinata could hear his own heartbeat, and what a wretched sound that was in this utter, tumultuous silence.

“...sorry,” he finally whispers, just for something new. Just to keep himself from trying to dig his nails into his scar. The ghost reshapes itself, only slightly. It drifts close, and Hinata sucked in his breath. “I’m sorry, Matsuda, I... I-I just...”

Matsuda’s fingertips, practiced and cold and gentle as always, brush against his forehead scars.

“You’re unbearable to look at with this,” Matsuda murmured as Hinata’s breath ended up hitching. Like this, like this, the ghost of the guy who helped ruined him really did look like quite the dream.

“You think?” he couldn’t help but ask. “The lines were clean. The stiches tidy. Evenly spaced apart.” Those cold fingers curled against his jaw, and he just leans into that deathly touch. “It’s a work of art, isn’t it? On the outside and the inside.”

“Shut the fuck up.” Rather than with fire or ice, Matsuda’s words are airy and weightless. “Don’t say such creepy bullshit.”

When Hinata does reach up to grip the other’s hand, he phases right through. Because, obviously he does.

Obviously.

“Have you seen anything strange lately?”

“Mm? You’ll have to be more specific.” Komaeda, when perked up and bright-eyed, is especially alert. “Has something happened, Hinata-kun?”

“No.” The lie comes so easily it’s despicable. “I was just asking.”

I’m not the only person that Matsuda’s looking after.

“It’s a strange question,” Komaeda said, cajoling. Hinata still doesn’t bite, even when Komaeda seems serious. “Nothing happened at all?”

“Something is always happening,” he pointed out. “There is no need for suspicion over a simple question.”

“Hahaha. Oh, Hinata-kun. When did you get so unbearable?”

When, indeed?

Somehow, even if he wanted to, he wasn’t sure he’d know how to answer. Maybe he’s always been this way. Maybe he’s only like this because he got on a table and let a guy his own age cut open his skull under the slimy supervision of a farcical medical staff. That same guy had been—

Not...nice. Once upon a time. But, maybe, just maybe, they had a relationship close to being friends. Matsuda would smack him with books and demand food. Would often drag him off-campus and distract him from everything for a good hour. Matsuda was grumpy and abrasive, absolutely not the kind of person he’d normally want to associate with. He was cruel, too, up until Hinata finalized the contract.

It was only after the stupid simulation that Hinata realized that Matsuda never wanted any of this. That Matsuda did care, especially in the way he made the procedure swift and simple...and especially in the way he’d stare at his head scars with the most pained eyes.

How boringly simple Matsuda Yasuke always was. It’s no wonder he had so many regrets.

“If you do see something, let me know,” Hinata said. “I’ll take care of it.”

Komaeda gives him a look, and Hinata wonders about Matsuda’s regrets involving him. Involving damn near everyone in the class that Enoshima Junko got her claws into.

Selfishly, I don’t...

“I don’t want you to worry about them. They’re my responsibility now.”

“Mmhm,” Matsuda hummed, unconvinced as he draped himself over the bed. He was playing with the pages of a manga that Hinata purposefully left out. “Possessive, are you? Fucked up.”

“I’m the one with this.” Hinata tapped his scar. “This is all that remains of you after the simulation was forcibly shut down.”

“Maybe that’s why you can see me,” Matsuda muttered, sounding wholly disinterested. “And here I just fucking thought Kamukura Izuru was an Ultimate Medium or something.”

Kamukura Izuru was. However, Hinata has no intention of being the same.

“I want to be the only one that has to deal with the burden of your memory. You’re right. I’m possessive.”

“Just like her.” Matsuda sneered at him, pointing to where his own heart would be if it hadn’t been stomped to dust. “You’re a piece of work, alright.”

“That’s thanks to you.”

Matsuda chuckles softly under his breath. It’s not just mirthless, it’s downright miserable. His form flickers, too. Hinata idly rubs over the swollen scar tissue, gaze not leaving the other for a second.

“Take a picture,” Matsuda says, flat and irritated. “It’ll last longer.”

I’ll keep this image just as I’ve kept your marks and memory.

#Magi fics #bad things happen bingo #yasuke matsuda #hajime hinata #bad things bingo

16 notes · View notes

writeontimey · 4 years ago

Text

WoT - Would you read it for Chris' snack? // PILOT

Today we have, Food Follies, the pilot of Write on Time.

The scene starts showing a grassy field with only one tree, in this tree we can see a small bird house hanging from a branch, that's the Tricky Trio's house, the scene starts to show the inside of the house, where Joseph and Philip are playing a card game called "The Game".

Philip: JUST PLAY!

Joseph: I'm thinking! T-INK-IN-G, now wait, will ya?

Philip: Ngh, don't think so you don't hurt your head.

Philip gets up, stands next to Joseph, and starts to see his cards.

Philip: If I were you I would play this one.

Joseph: Ok.

Joseph plays the card chosen by Philip.

Philip: Hey, how did you make such a good play?

Joseph: Secret.

Philip: Cool, 'cuz I WIN!

Philip plays all his cards and wins the game, he laughs while Joseph looks at him annoyed, Joseph then looks at the camera.

Joseph: Skilled isn't he?

Joseph goes back to looking at Philip.

Joseph: Let's play again.

Chris (offscreen): AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH

Joseph and Philip get scared and look at each other for a second, the scene then changes to Chris, sitting on a couch, Joseph and Philip jump out of the throw pillows and look at Chris.

Joseph and Philip: WHAT?

Chris: It's horrible, deplorable, unignorable... it rhymed... BUT IT'S HORRIBLE!

Joseph and Philip: WHAT?

Chris: Somebody ate my SNACK!

Joseph and Philip: IMPOSSIBLE!

Chris (crying): Possible! WAAAAAH! Help me!

Philip: Of course, we'll help! I investigated a familiar case before, mine was a turkey sandwich, I loved it, seeing it dead was the most shocking scene I have seen in 17 years being a detective.

Joseph: What was the second most shocking?

Philip: This one.

Philip gets closer to Chris.

Philip: Don't worry, the great detectives are here.

A very detective like intro happens, with the first scene showing Philip walking in circles following his own trail of footprints, and the second scene showing Joseph holding a magnifying glass analyzing things, but accidentally looking at the Sun and burning his eyes.

Philip: Firstly!

Philip gives a stylish entrance by spinning his way to Chris and putting a pipe in his mouth.

Philip: Explain what happeneEE COUGH COUGH COUGH!

Philip throws the pipe away.

Philip: What COUGH COUGH, happened COUGH.

Chris: My snack was eaten.

Philip: Can you give a more detailed explanation?

Chris: Sure, my snack, wich is a quick meal between lunch and dinner was ingested and it's probably being digested and soon will become...

Joseph: TOO MANY DETAILS!

Philip: What were you doing when the snack was stolen?

Chris: I was on TikTok thinking about how JungKook is pretty.

Philip: Yes, and how did you find out it was stolen?

Chris: I went to the microwave, where I kept the snack, and then, I SAW... I SAW THE SCENE... ONLY CRUMBS AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH.

Chris: By the way, "GREAT DETECTIVES"... how can I know that YOU weren't the ones who ate it? BUNCH OF MUGGERS!

Philip: ARE YOU CALLING ME THIEF?

Chris: No! Just criminal, evildoer, crook and outlaw.

Philip: Oh alright, BUT IT WASN'T ME!

Joseph: Me neither.

Chris: Where were YOU at the time of the crime?

Philip and Joseph: Playing The Game.

Chris: Hmmmm, ok, nothing strange there, for now! Oh, when I find out who was responsible for this, I will equalize their face!

Philip: Let's go to the microwave to analyze the crumbs, there may be a clue there.

Everyone runs to the kitchen, and Joseph starts pointing somewhere.

Joseph: LOOK! ONE CLUE!

Chris: Where is it? Where is it?

Joseph shows a cellphone with the app "One Clue Crossword" showing.

Chris: Are you trying to die?

Philip pushes the two, and goes to the microwave.

Philip: I'm serious, people! Hmm, let me see these crumbs here.

The scene shows a very cliché detective sequence with Philip analyzing everything, putting crumbs in scientist tubes, tasting them, even hacking them with a computer. The scene then changes to Joseph and Chris standing in the middle of the kitchen looking at Philip.

Joseph: What a show off, isn't he?

Chris just nods positively. After that, Philip jumps in front of them.

Philip: Well friends.

Chris: WHAT? WHO WAS IT? SAY IT! SAY IT IMMEDIATELY! AM I DYING? DO I HAVE CHANCES TO LIVE DOCTOR?

Philip: Well, analyzing the situation a little and testing the texture and taste of the remaining crumbs, I come to the conclusion that yes, it was definitely a snack.

Chris e Joseph: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!

Philip: I also found a sign saying "William was here."

Chris: WILLIAM!

The scene changes to William sitting on another couch from the house, watching TV, out of nowhere a long, macabre hand slowly comes out of the TV, when it touches William, the TV starts screaming and Philip, Joseph and a furious Chris jump out of it and fall on the couch.

Joseph, Chris and Philip: IT WAS YOU!

William: I'M JUST GETTING OUT OF HERE WITH MY LAWYER! I'LL ONLY SAY SOMETHING WITH A MANDATE!

Chris: It was you, wasn't it? You ate my snack!

William: Did I? I don't remember.

Chris: Oh, so you're going to make a fool of yourself now, right? PHILIP INTERROGATE HIM!

Philip stands in front of William

Philip: Let's go! Helper, hold him.

Joseph's arms start to stretch and tie William to the couch.

Philip: A crime occurred here recently, one of the clues led us to you.

William: What crime? What clue?

Joseph slaps William in the face.

Joseph: We are the ones who ask the questions here!

William: Ok... then ask.

Joseph: Uuuuhhh, are you to blame?

William: For what?

Joseph slaps William in the face again.

Joseph: I SAID THAT WE ARE THE ONES WHO ASK THE QUESTIONS HERE.

Philip: The crime is a snack theft, the clue was a sign saying "William was here."

William: Ah, well, I'm having some amnesia attacks recently so I am leaving these signs all over the house to remind myself of where I have been.

Joseph: That's the most lame excuse I've ever heard.

Philip, Chris and Joseph: It must be true.

Philip: So, sir, have you heard anything recently that might be suspicious?

William: Well... I have amnesia so I have no idea.

Philip, Chris and Joseph look with a bored expression to each other and leave, the scene changes to them talking in private.

Philip: Okay, so it wasn't him.

Chris: But what if he is lying?

Joseph: Makes sense, Chris, I read in a book that the culprit is always the first person interrogated.

Philip: Yes, but we don't want that OLD AND PAST CLICHÉ on our show, do we?

Philip and Chris look at the camera and then at Joseph with a sarcastic look.

Joseph: Okay!

Philip: Hmmm, I already know who we can interrogate next!

The scene changes to a close up on William with an angry expresion on his face, the screen then shows Chris, Joseph and Philip around him.

William: Why do you want to interrogate me again?

Philip: We don't know who we can interrogate next!

William: Why don't you go, like, I don't know, to the place where she bought the snack?

Philip: Hey hey hey, shhh, I'm the detective here!

Philip turns to Chris and Joseph and says.

Philip: Guys, let's investigate the place...

William: GO AWAY!!!!

The scene changes to a restaurant called McRat. Philip, Chris and Joseph are in front of it.

Philip (narrating): McRat, normally a nice, happy place, but today, it was a dark place, because all the lights we're out.

Joseph: Are you narrating?

Philip: Yeah! Super cool!

Philip (narrating): We entered McRat, there was nobody inside it today, probably because it was already closed and we broke in to get in there.

Employee: GET OUT OF HERE NOW! I SAID WE'RE CLOSED!

Philip: Helper, hold him!

Joseph grabs an refrigerator, puts the employee inside it and closes the door, he then wait 3 seconds and opens the door, showing the employee inside a giant block of ice only with his head free.

Philip: We want to ask you a few questions.

Employee: Ugh, ok, yes, the CheeseRat is made of rats, yes, they are sewage rats, but they are washed, they are clean...

Joseph: TOO MANY DETAILS!

Chris: I came here and bought a Fried Vole earlier.

Employee: Well, those are worse, they are made with...

Joseph: NOBODY WANTS TO KNOW HOW YOUR SNACKS ARE MADE.

Employee: Good, because I REALLY didn't want to explain about the Chicken Sushi... I'll just say one thing, it's not chicken.

Joseph looks at the camera and at the Employee with a sad expression.

Joseph: I'm glad I don't eat here.

Philip: Okay, okay, enough talk, did you see someone strange here recently?

The employee takes a good look at the trio, who are making weird faces.

Employment: Yes.

Philip: ...

Philip: Alright! We're going, come on, helper, let him go.

Joseph hits the ice with a hammer and chisel, breaking everything. They go to the outside of the restaurant and sit on the sidewalk.

Philip: Let's interrogate some more people.

Chris: I know someone we can interrogate.

The scene changes to the Big Bad Wolf, hidden in a bush in the middle of a forest, watching a Little Red Riding Hood pass by.

Big Bad Wolf: Hmm, picnic basket, snack time.

Out of nowhere Joseph, Philip and Chris appear.

Joseph, Philip and Chris: STOP!

Big Bad Wolf: AAAAAAAAHHHHHH WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?

Philip: Well, you know, mom loved dad a lot and...

Joseph: TOO MANY DETAILS!

Joseph comes closer to the wolf's ear.

Joseph: I came from a scientific experiment.

Big Bad Wolf: What do you want here?

Chris: YOU ATE MY SNACK DIDN'T YA?

Big Bad Wolf: What? What snack?

Joseph slaps the wolf.

Joseph: Another one who likes to ask.

Chris: You know what snack! We know you're a glutton, tried to eat 3 pigs and even ate an old lady once.

Philip: Chris! This show was supposed to be family friendly.

Joseph: Yeah right, look who's speaking, "Mr. Daddy Loved Mommy Guy".

Philip: Mine was a valid example.

Big Bad Wolf: LISTEN! I didn't eat any snacks, in fact, if you read my stories you can see that I always fail to eat anything.

Chris: Go on..

Big Bad Wolf: But I know someone who is rude enough to eat other people's food without asking.

Joseph, Philip and Chris: Who?

The scene changes to Goldilocks analyzing the bears' porridges.

Goldilocks: Too hot, too cold, perfect!

Joseph, Philip and Chris appear out of nowhere.

Joseph, Philip and Chris: STOP!

Goldilocks chokes on the porridge and spits it all over her face.

Goldilocks: AAAAAH, COUGH, COUGH, WHAT? WHAT?

Chris: So you like to eat things without permission, right! Did you eat my snack?

Goldilocks: No! No! I swear! I don't even know you! But... I know someone who likes snacks.

A montage with the trio interrogating other characters starts, firstly with them talking with Shaggy and Scooby-Doo, then Garfield, then Hansel and Gretel. The scene then changes to the tired trio seated in a couch in their house.

Philip: Who we still need to interrogate?

Joseph: Goku, Naruto, Greedy Smurf.

Philip (excited): Ooooh, did you say Naruto?

Chris: Oh, forget it, we'll never find out who ate my snack, let's just leave it behind.

Chris walks out and Joseph follows her.

Philip (mentally): Hmm, wait... behind?

A light bulb suddenly appears on Philip's head and he has an idea.

Philip: I GOT IT!

The scene then shows all previously interrogated characters and the trio in a room, Philip is standing in front of everyone while the rest is sitting in chairs.

Philip: Now, you must be wondering why I called you all here.

Joseph: We are not, smart guy, it is literally the plot of the whole episode.

Big Bad Wolf: And why do we need to be phere? We don't care about a stupid snack.

Philip: You are here because we need more people to play Among Us.

All previously interrogated people leave the room, only leaving the trio.

Philip: Rude people.

Chris: WHO STOLE MY SNACK!

Philip: Well, Chris, I was in doubt, but after you said "leave it behind" I remembered something! Who is the only person who can be everywhere at the same time, and is the only person who in all cartoons, comic strips, films and everywhere never eats?

Chris: Me.

Philip: The cameraman.

Chris and Joseph: AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH, what?

Chris: This is a text, we don't have a cameraman.

Philip: But here we have a NARRATOR!

Chris and Joseph: AAAAAAAAAHHHH.

What? How can he...

Philip: COME ON NARRATOR! I CAN SEE YOUR TEXT! ACTUALLY SHOW YOURSELF!

Narrator: What?

Philip: Admit it, before the episode started you saw the snack and decided to eat it.

Narrator: O-Of course not.

Chris: IT WAS YOU! I WILL EXTERMINATE YOU!

Narrator: Of course it wasn't me, I was... I... I was! I WAS!

Philip: You can't fool me, Narrator.

Narrator: Grrr, ALRIGHT, IT WAS ME! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?

Chris: No! We still have to find out who you really are.

Grr alright... I, the narrator, materialize myself in front of Chris, Joseph and Philip.

William: Here.

Chris, Joseph and Philip: William?

Philip: Wait, William, are you a narrator?

William: Just for this pilot, the normal narrator is sick today.

Joseph: The guy missed the first day at work.

Chris: It doesn't matter, TIME TO DIE, FOR MY SNACK!

Chris starts to fight with William like crazy, a cartoon fight cloud appears and they start to move around the room fighting! The scene changes to Joseph and Philip.

Philip: So wait, my logic was wrong! If the original narrator were working today, William wouldn't be caught.

Joseph: Well duuh, who puts together a random phrase and thinks that would solve a whole case that easily?

Philip: It works in the movies.

Joseph: Well, at least MY logic was right! I told ya it's always the first person to be interrogated, didn't I?

Philip looks angrily at Joseph and then at the screen, and shows a sign saying "Cliché ending, isn't it?"

#episode #writing #comedy #humor #pilot

1 note · View note

overflowchute · 4 years ago

Text

waaaaah im sad lately for no big reason

i am SO sad lately. oh my GOD. i feel like there’s some sort of bleak mass that’s settled within my stomach and won’t go away. i just wanna run about and scream and scream and scream! i can’t get into anything fun or interesting and i can’t motivate myself to do any work! and if that’s true, what can i do but just spin my wheels, sit here and feel bad and unable to change anything and hope it passes? i was doing so well for ages because i had something to do but now im so aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh

i miss school, but there’s no point focusing on that. i don’t know WHAT i can do at this point. i guess i need to find some goal to focus on, or maybe even try to figure out if there’s any distance work i can do... or call the mental health people and see if they can help me, i dunno. but it’s just so FRUSTRATING - you know when you’re not really sad for any specific reason (well, im probably actually sad about the pandemic in general to some degree, since it’s limiting my options. but i’m also just sad about being poor and not wanting to do all these works and stuff) and so you end up sad for EVERY reason? i wanna flail my limbs and rattle my bones!

all my hyperfixations have fallen out of my head and i’m left with basically nothing, too, or that sort of frustrating situation where you’re playing your games but you can really tell you’re just going through the motions, reading books and constantly being filled with this feeling of how sad stories all are, trying to look for happy things but not really quite able to absorb them. i could chat with people or try to come up with something but it all feels one step away from me, like no matter what i do it can’t punch through to have a lasting effect on the true me. not even my kitties are making me happy! what does it even mean when i can’t even feel joy from my lovely little cats, who have only happiness and friendliness and silliness to offer?!

i feel like i have to change something. like i have to start getting my life in order or finding some binding rule to aim at or, i don’t know, SOMETHING to obsess over. i’m so close. i want to find it. i want to be free of this MORASS i’ve found myself trapped in. i just want to escape this feeling? i want to live life, to feel joy, to be happy. could it be that i have SADS, i wonder, that struck the moment it started getting dark and cold what could it be, what could it be...

i’ve made little venty messages like this over and over the last, uh, week or so? has it been more than a week? good god, i can’t tell! good lord, it must have been like 10 days now. hrm. i think it definitely was starting as i read steel ball run just a bit ago, especially since the ending was so bittersweet. a combination of that, the pandemic, me doing my last day of election work and settling into having no idea what i’d do after that, having no money, not enjoying some games, aaaagh! what a boiler of madness! i’m reading men at arms by terry pratchett and sort of enjoying it, but i can’t help but feel a sort of sorrow, as if by the time i finish it i’ll have exhausted a vein (it’s one of the last watch books i haven’t read, ironically one of the very first even). and it just seems like i’m seeing the negative side of everything lately, for no real reason at all!

oh, how i want to be happy, how i want to feel better! i think trying to fix my sleep has helped, although an unfortunate attack of tooth decay related sinus nonsense has done its damnedest to harass me back down into hell today. i’ve been trying to watch the original yugioh, but i must admit it’s rather slow paced and as much as i’d enjoy the idea of trying to experience it and its sequels just for the nonsense aspects and curiosity regarding their plot, i am really wearing myself down beyond the brink of caring at some point. is it worth it? i’d like to be able to say it is, but dang, it’s tough too. maybe i need to give myself a break to wander about and find something interesting to look at.

i think something that happened recently is that i’ve fundamentally started finding a lot of stories i was once quite interested in and history itself to be extremely depressing! there was a time when this would never bother me, but alas, somehow it’d decided to do so. must be at least 10 days now, right? ohhhhhh, i wish to moan and flail my arms about and rattle in the wind like a copse of trees. but i cannot! oh, i cannot! i want to get out of the house and just walk around places! perhaps i’ll try to figure out somewhere i could do such a thing. i have songs i need to compose by the end of the month for my patreon, i have art i should try to make, alas, i have so much i need to do! if only i can drive myself to perform those things, and dredge myself out of this muck!

truly, depression is a most sickening thing. i will have to exert all forces available to me to escape it

#narf'snamakemonolife #haven't used THAT tag in years

2 notes · View notes

ice-cream-nekogirl · 5 years ago

Text

Dusk Till Dawn (Shinsou Hitoshi X Reader) FINALE

https://ice-cream-kitsunegirl.tumblr.com/post/187222729784/dusk-till-dawn-shinsou-hitoshi-x-reader-part-10

Taglist: @fandom-hoe101 @greenliquidcacti @shadow-wolf2 @rxbyrxn @golden-eter @queenofmonstersanddemons @depressed-deku @sleepychai

Summary: Although you and Shinsou are back home, the two of you realize that things aren’t the same anymore after everything you’ve been through.

This is it everyone... the Final chapter of Dusk Til Dawn!!! Waaaaah…. I’m really surprised that this actually got a lot of likes and many people liked this series... but unfortunately all good things must eventually end and I rather liked this one myself... it was one of my favorite things to write yet... so... I really hope ya’ll like this ending to it all...

Warnings: Some graphic violence, gore and sexual situations.

Featuring: Our Purple Boi!! <3

Chapter 11 (END): Human

ONE WEEK LATER…

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hAiwz2QX-zQ

Although you managed to go to sleep that one night after knowing that your former warden was dead, at the same time you woke up exhausted. Your dreams made you want to stay in bed, because every time you closed your eyes you could only see Shinsou.

Only him…

This entire week was supposed to be your recovery week and yet you still didn’t feel normal. You were eating properly and hydrated now that you had water, and you had rested up well and attended school like normal with Shinsou.

Except he had been avoiding you, only waving at you every now and then without truly acknowledging you and you hated it. You hated that he was just blowing you off after everything you had been through together. What the fuck was his deal? And why the fuck did he have to be on your mind?

Every morning, you could feel the warmth flushing your face as you tried desperately to get him out of your mind, and yet you couldn’t. You were able to train with Present Mic and it distracted you for only a few moments until he came back to your head. He almost felt like some kind of drug that was putting you through a kind of fucked up withdrawal.

There’s no way you could go through withdrawal over a person though. It felt ridiculous and you felt ridiculous for even thinking about it. Still, you did try to reach out to Shinsou, but whenever you tried to call him he never answered, and whenever you texted him, he would barely reply with anything meaningful.

‘How’s it Going?’

You had texted him that over 5 hours ago because it was a weekend and you were sure he must have had some kind of break before training with Aizawa or something. Present Mic had given you the day off though, allowing you to rest up since he was well aware that you had the boy on your mind. And although it embarrassed you that the surprisingly sharp Present Mic knew this, you still appreciated it.

‘Ok.’

You growled a little bit in annoyance at such a blasé response, all that waiting and he just gives you an ‘ok’? That fucking jerk…

Trembling slightly, you took a deep breath and willed the tears to stay at bay because you didn’t want to get upset over this and you instantly put your earbuds in to let music distract you from these feelings...

Only your phone didn’t even save you when you heard one of your favorite songs...

But you'll never be alone I'll be with you from dusk till dawn I'll be with you from dusk till dawn Baby, I'm right here

Now you were sure God must have hated you, or your phone hated you because this damn song of all songs was playing. It just made the pain even worse as you put it on pause. Your heart aching as it sent you tumbling to your bed, clenching your sheets as you let some tears fall and drip into your pillow.

It felt so wrong…

To be on this bed all by yourself, and Shinsou wasn’t there. You hated to think that you grew dependent on him, because you knew that it wasn’t healthy. But still you found yourself longing for him, crying for him because after suffering with him, getting close to him, it was impossible for you to not become attached to him.

Even if you were both rescued, you still felt that attachment. You just wanted him to be with you right now, but it seemed like he was just trying to distance himself from you.

You couldn’t deal with it, it was becoming painful, so you ultimately went to your contacts and turned to the person you always went to in doubt…

“Hello? (Y/N)?”

Momo’s voice snapped you out of your brief little stupor, and you shakily sighed, “H-Hi Momo…”

“Good afternoon! How are you feeling?” She was still so considerate, even after your recovery week she was still trying to make sure that you were okay.

“I’m uh… feeling okay…” You were starting to feel bad for probably bugging her, Yaoyorozu probably had other things to take care of and yet here you were, bothering her for advice over fucking boy troubles of all things. And on top of that the girl was so innocent you were starting to realize that this maybe wasn’t a good idea because you didn’t really think ahead…

“Oh?” She knew better though, more than you thought, “Sorry to say but you sound a little bit dubious. Are you sure you’re okay?” Yaoyorozu was book-smart but she understood people too and their feelings, especially when that person was you since the two of you got along quite well.

“No…” You knew you couldn’t lie to her, because you’d feel bad if you did. “Sorry for bothering you but… I just had to tell someone and… you were the first person I thought of… Izuku and Katsuki can’t help me this…” Yaoyorozu paid her full attention to you and would only speak if it seemed that you were finished.

“You shouldn’t apologize if you feel the need to tell someone something (Y/N), I’m here for you to talk to.”

It took all of your willpower to not start crying, but you still had to wipe your eyes as you let out a small, breathy giggle, “Okay… you broke me… damn Momo… hee-hee… well…” You took a deep breath so you could calm yourself down.

“You know how I… told you and… Tsuyu and Ochaco… about what I had been through with Hitoshi?” You started off small hearing a small hum of agreement, “That’s… that’s just it… ever since I… from the moment I got captured and saw that he was with me, it’s… it’s just taken over my mind. I think about him a lot now, sometimes he’s all I think about… I try to distract myself and yet he just somehow comes to my mind.”

Sighing heavily, you could practically see Shinsou right now, the way he smiled at you those times just to try and make you feel better when you were scared, or when you actually got him to chuckle at a terrible joke you told to also lighten up his spirits when he was doubting himself out there in the cold.

You missed him… you fucking missed him so much.

“See I… know it was probably because it was just us out there but… I can’t fight it… I just… wish he would talk to me again… he’s been distant since we got rescued… and I don’t know what’s… I don’t know what’s the matter with him… I feel like… maybe he wants to move on… or that… maybe he didn’t feel… what I felt. I mean he’s not obligated too but I just… I would just like it if he would at least talk to me…” You finally admitted the root of it all, telling her how much you just wanted to talk to him again and be near him again, even though it didn’t seem like he wanted to.

“I see.” Yaoyorozu took it all in, and nodded where she was as she tried to think about what solutions there were for you. “I know Midoriya already told you this but it is likely that he’s still going through a form of shock. Maybe even post-traumatic stress disorder… like you.” She said, and your eyes widened a little bit, and you felt so stupid for not even thinking about that.

Ever since you returned home the doctors did diagnose you with PTSD because sometimes you could still feel like you were back on the mountain, because there had been brief moments where you would get this dreading feeling of fear that made you feel like you were still in the cold again. Like you were still imprisoned, but when that wave of horror settled you remembered where you really were at.

“Y-You’re right…”

“However… I can’t be a good judge of Shinsou because I don’t know him that well, but you do, he’s your friend… you’ve told me about him, and the things he did for you out there, and the things you did for him out there.” She said rather softly but you couldn’t help but blush a bright shade of red, having told only your closest girl-friends Yaoyorozu, Tsuyu and Ochaco about the more intimate things you and Shinsou had done together to survive.

You narrowly avoided telling them about being naked with him, but you knew that Yaoyorozu knew because she knew what to do in those situations. But of course, you were amazed that she didn’t get flustered or embarrassed by it like Tsuyu and Ochaco did, the poor girls went bright red in the face when you told them, and you had blushed just as terribly. Sweet, innocent Momo didn’t, she understood that it was because of the two of you had to warm up…

But she also knew that it meant something to you.

“You were both prisoners, and friends… he protected you, it’s the same as becoming attached to someone who also does those things for others, the heroes we admire… but it sounds like for you, it’s deeper than just that… you sound really sad that he’s distancing himself from you, and if you can’t stop thinking about him…” Yaoyorozu almost sounded slightly uncertain, but she also sounded fairly positive too about what she was thinking and you were becoming afraid of it because you were starting to pick up on what she was thinking…

“(Y/N)… I think you might be in love with him.”

She finished her sentence, and your whole face started to warm at such a thought, your eyes slightly wide as you felt very hot all of a sudden. Momo’s words making perfect sense, even though secretly you already had a feeling that you had developed feelings for Shinsou, but you were trying to deny them, and maybe have Momo convince you that it was something else…

But your friend was much too smart for that.

“(Y/N)? (Y/N) are you there? Hello?”

You must have been silent for quite a while since she sounded a little bit worried and you shook your head with a small gasp, “Y-Yes, yes I’m here I’m sorry…” Sheepishly you apologized but the girl quickly reassured you.

“Anyway… I recommend trying to speak with him, if you want to see him, you should go to him.” She rather simply suggested, as if it was the easiest thing in the world, and just thinking about it made you feel like your body was sinking. You had no idea why you were feeling so nervous, after all you and Shinsou already saw each other naked and doing other things no one else should have seen either of you do so why were you feeling so nervous?

“I-I… I don’t know… he’s… really been aloof I… what if he doesn’t want to even see me…?”

“Well… it’s going to be difficult I’m sure, but I think it’s necessary for the both of you. I think that the two of you need your closure, for your health and for your friendship.” Yaoyorozu rationalized calmly and yet kindly as you smiled a little bit. Although you felt a bit nervous when she said ‘friendship’ even though she knew that you definitely felt like more than friends, but at the same time you knew you had to prepare for possibilities in that maybe Shinsou didn’t feel the same way after all…

You let out a huge sigh, glad that you were able to get this off your chest after such a long time of just keeping quiet. “Thank you Momo… you have no idea how much I need to talk… I can’t thank you enough…”

“It’s no problem! I’ll never turn down a friend’s need to talk.” She said in a somewhat giggly and cheerful tone as you chuckled a little bit, “Hehe… thanks again… I will… definitely do that though. I’m going to talk to Hitoshi… and tell him how I feel.” This time, you sounded more determined as your friend giggled a little bit.

“Wonderful! Please do tell me how that goes afterward!” She nearly exclaimed with a very excited, girlish voice which made you giggle and smile, “Of course girl! I totally will… just like… I’m totally gonna go to Hitoshi… he can’t hide from me forever…”

AT SHINSOU’S HOUSE

“HeeeehTCHHH!”

Shinsou lurched forward as he let out a sudden sneeze, irritably rubbing his nose and wondered where in the world that came from. He got over his cold days ago, there’s no way he could still have it. Not after he had been perfectly fine for the past week…

Only he wasn’t fine, he wasn’t fine at all in fact. He made sure to avoid you the second he saw you with your friends, where you belonged, and he went back where he belonged, alone to focus on his goal to become a hero. He saw what happened on the news and the prison fire that killed Koru. At first he was horrified and shocked to figure out that the man who tormented you and him died so suddenly and was killed by that villain Dabi…

At first he thought that it couldn’t have been a coincidence, but his brain and his heart reminded him about something more important. The villain was dead, he wouldn’t hurt anyone anymore, and he wouldn’t hurt him or you anymore, and he was beyond thankful for that. It meant that it was truly over.

The ordeal was finally over, and so that meant it was time to go back to normal, there was no need to think about you anymore.

So he told himself…

He felt so guilty for ignoring your calls and not texting back with hardly any real effort or thought, but he couldn’t just be a distraction for you. The two of you could still be friends, but after all of that, he just wanted to return to his normal life.

But why was it so hard?

Why couldn’t he get you out of his head?

He couldn’t let that plague his mind, not again. Some nights you were consistently on his mind, just showing up every time he heard a song that he knew you would like, and every time he thought about that anime you wanted to watch with him.

That’s right…

You and he were supposed to watch Gakkou Gurashi together. There was no way he could do that now, not when he was feeling some type of way that he couldn’t help. It would make things weird, he was sure it would. The two of you weren’t trapped anymore, you were both free and back to your lives, why make it weird when things were supposed to be normal?

Sighing, he shook his head and downed the melatonin pills that were supposed to help him sleep as he lied down in his bed, something he had missed after being forced to sleep on either a cot or a dead man’s bed. That was the only thing that he got to enjoy when he came back, the comfort of his home, and his awkward mom and dad…

At least he had those things for comfort. And he made sure to think about those things as he slowly drifted off into a moment of sleep…

When Shinsou opened his eyes, he found himself back in the snow, the dots of white falling from the sky and sheets of ice unpleasantly familiar as he realized that he was running and saw the trees, he saw you…

“These are large enough for you to hide in. Get in, right now.” He had to push you so you could get in between the twisted tree that would hide you from the villains, but you didn’t want him to leave you.

“Come on…!”

He hated seeing you so scared and yet he loved to see your face, your soft (S/C) skin, your (E/C) eyes so full of life, the face he had grown to really love. Only you looked terrified and he hated it, he wanted to see you smile. That’s why he had to make sure you would live on, even if it meant being a distraction for the villains…

“Hitoshi no… please… don’t… don’t go please… please, please don’t… don’t leave me pleeeease…”

Your plea broke his heart, and he knew that this might be his last and final moment with you in this damn world, but he couldn’t stay here any longer even if he didn’t want to leave you either. Quietly he whispered to you…

“I love you (Y/N)…”

Shinsou awoke with a gasp, and he quickly sat up from his bed with slightly wide eyes when the memory crept in his mind just to plague him with these feelings, consuming him as he automatically shuddered, not noticing how he had started sweating as his neck, cheeks and pits had grown damp with perspiration.

“Shit…!”

He cursed quietly when he realized that those damn pills didn’t do a damn thing to help him sleep. Then again, the pills couldn’t do anything about bad memories, logically he knew that but he wanted to blame something. Yet he mostly blamed himself, for getting so hung up on something that he should be over.

He wasn’t over it at all.

Shinsou remembered what he said to you, but you didn’t even hear the words. He was happy, he was glad that you didn’t know what he felt, in that moment. He felt that in the moment, but the more he told himself that, the more his heart ached and felt like it wanted to just crawl out of his chest. These feelings, combined with the memories stirred inside of him and made him nauseous as he shakily got up out of bed and grabbed his phone…

Stumbling as quietly as possible through the hallway of his family’s apartment, he shakily got himself a glass of water in an attempt to calm himself the fuck down. It wasn’t working…

He downed the cool liquid as it felt pleasant on his throat, but only for a second as he sighed in annoyance, setting the glass down as he clenched his fists and grit his teeth. It felt like his legs were going to give out so he moved as quickly as he could back to his room. His knees wobbling the second he got inside as he closed the door and clumsily made his way back to his bed to sit on. Putting his head in his knees, as he tangled his fingers in his rat’s nest that he called hair.

There was no way he was going to get to sleep tonight, so he settled for just listening to music until his body forces him to pass out. Quickly he put his earbuds on and went to his playlist on shuffle.

Every breath you take…

He scoffed at the first thing his phone played, instantly skipping it to another hopefully better song that wasn’t a fucking love song.

Say something I’m giving up on you…

“Seriously?” Shinsou grunted in annoyance, skipping over to another song as soon as he heard that one.

I don’t want this moment to ever end…

“Oh come on…!” Why did he have so many fucking love songs?! And sad songs?! And sad love songs?!

I will not kiss you…

Oooh can’t you see… you belong to me?

And anywhere I could have followed you…

Where everything’s nothing without you…

Cuz the hardest part of this is leaving you…

Since you’ve gone I been lost without a trace. I dream at night I can only see your face.

Ohhhhhhhhh~!

I want you to know! With everything I won’t let this go! These words are my heart and soul I’ll hold onto this moment you know, cuz I’ll bleed my heart out to show… that I won’t let go…

“Oh my God…” Shinsou groaned in annoyance when his phone betrayed him by just bombarding him with all of these songs, even though he knew it was his own fault because HE put these songs on here after all. And then he had let you recommend some of these songs to him, that was the worst part…

In front of your eyes, it falls from the skies When you don't know what you're looking to find In front of your eyes, it falls from the skies When you just never know what you will find What you will find What you will find What you will find...

“Why am I so fucking emo…?” He muttered with a heavy sigh as he plopped his head back down to his pillow as he let this sad love song play, putting it on full blast in hopes that it would take him away from reality for a little bit.

Shutting his eyes tightly, he bit his bottom lip as Sum 41 blared in his ears as the tears automatically streamed down his cheeks.

I don't want this moment to ever end Where everything's nothing without you...

Wrong...

Being alone in this bed felt so wrong. Everything felt wrong, without you everything really was wrong, everything felt like nothing without you. He supposed it was his fault, because he was the one who begged you to stay with him that night when you both kept each other warm. And you did, you said you would stay with him, and yet he was pushing you away, for what? The sake of normalcy? God it almost didn’t feel worth it...

He wanted to feel your warmth again, he wanted to feel you again…

Because he felt nothing right now. He felt nothing without you…

THE NEXT DAY…

This was it, you had to talk to him and there was nothing he could say or do to make you leave. Of course, you knew that calling him and texting him was moot at this point, so you searched for him and used your quirk to find him.

Thank God it was still the weekend and you saw that he was about to enter a coffeehouse and the poor guy looked horrible. Somehow his bags looked heavier and his hair was even worse mess than normal. You wondered what had been going on with him, and you were going to ask just that.

Now that you knew where he was, the place almost felt like the perfect spot for you and him to finally have a well-needed heart-to-heart after all of the shit that you’ve been through together. Quickly you grabbed your things, exiting your house to go and march over to him. Part of you wanted to just shout at him and make a scene in the place since he dared to freaking ghost you for the past week, but you knew you couldn’t do that, so you would just give him the chilly voice instead.

That’s what you were going to do…

“(Y/N)-chan!”

You flinched and stopped in your tracks the second you heard your dear friend Izuku’s voice, turning to face him with slightly wide eyes, and you were extremely shocked to see that Bakugou was with him and glaring at you. Except they seemed a little bit scuffed up...

“Did you two get in another fight? How many fucking times are you guys going to fight? Pretty soon these cliché fights get old you know?”

You asked them somewhat sardonically which confused Izuku and angered Bakugou, “We were training you dumbass!” He quickly replied to your smartass response as you chuckled a little bit, glad to know that these two were on slightly, very slightly better terms than they had been.

“Well… it’s nice to see you both… I’m going to… go… somewhere now… Mr. Yamada is actually waiting for me too.” You then said, but it’s not like you were completely lying. Even though you didn’t really want to drag Present Mic into this, he was kind enough to be present (no pun intended) and be your emotional support for this little heart-to-heart before he takes you to do some more non-physical training since your ankle still wasn’t at 100 percent yet but you didn’t need your crutches anymore at least.

“Tch… bullshit, where exactly are you going?” Izuku was understanding, but Bakugou wasn’t; he outright demanded to know where you were because he was NOT going to let you go alone that was for sure.

“Hey I don’t have to tell you…”

“Maybe you shouldn’t go alone you moron! That’s how you got taken the last time isn’t it?” He somewhat harshly reminded you, but he wasn’t trying to be mean about it. If anything, he was concerned, and so was Izuku. “W-We can take you there… i-if you want I… I’m sorry…”

Izuku quickly apologized because he didn’t want to patronize you, but as you paid attention to your guyfriends you couldn’t help but smile, resisting the desire to just tear up because of how sweet these two were. Even Bakugou was being sweet, in his own asshole-ish way…

“That’s a good idea…” You saw their point too, you did NOT want to get taken away again, ever again.

Izuku flashed you a sweet smile, but Bakugou just scowled at you the whole time as the two boys had guided you to the place you had said you were heading towards. You felt strangely safe with your two strong guy-friends protecting you, but at the same time it felt weird. Shinsou had been the one protecting you during the ordeal, and then you took turns with him by protecting him too…

It just still felt strange being back, even after a week of readjusting…

“(Y/N)-chan… sorry for asking but… have things been okay? With you and… Shinsou?” He somewhat nervously asked you, hoping he didn’t cross a line there and he internally freaked out when he saw your eyes go wide a little bit. “I-I’m so sorry…”

“No… it… it’s okay but… it actually… hasn’t because… he hasn’t answered my calls or texts which… I thought was a bit weird so… I’m confronting his ass about it.” You replied, sounding a but blunt at the last word, which would have amused Bakugou, had the thought of Shinsou not angered him.

“Don’t tell me you actually like that brainwashing bastard?”

Bakugou asked you so suddenly, his tone very direct and sounding very irritated which kind of startled you. It didn’t help that your face started to flush brightly as you tried in vain to appear calm and collected, and failed. “W-What?” You even laughed a little bit to try and throw him off, it didn’t work…

“Katsuki… don’t be ridiculous, I mean… come on… you know I don’t care for romance or anything like that… it’s bullshit…” You nervously mumbled and shook your head, but of course Bakugou saw right through you.

“You’re a fucking terrible liar Shitty Girl…” He lightly growled, almost offended that you honestly believed that you could lie to him for even a minute.

However, you just scoffed in reply, “You’d be amazed at how well I can lie…” Was all you had to say as you just kept leading the way with an amused smile. “It’s none of your business though… but I AM going to set his ass straight…”

Bakugou for once understood what you were saying, and he hated to admit that it really wasn’t any of his business but he wouldn’t miss the opportunity to hopefully see you tell off that weirdo. He never did like Shinsou, he was such an oddball who tried to pick fights with the likes of him. Idiot…

“If you need any help at all in anyway (Y/N)-chan… just let us know ok?” Izuku politely offered, although he understood that it wasn’t any of his business either, he still wanted to be there for you in case you needed some kind of emotional help afterwards if it goes well or not.

You absolutely adored these two, they were both so helpful in their own ways, even if Bakugou didn’t enjoy helping or the fact that he was taking you to see fucking Shinsou of all people.

“T-Thank you guys… I will…”

You held back your tears as you giggled a bit and led your boys to the coffeehouse where you had last seen Shinsou. As you peered through the glass you could see him now sitting at a table, his eyes staring down at the table, and his expression lethargic and almost detached as if there was nobody else around him. You couldn’t help but frown seeing him like that, but at the same time, it was making you nervous…

“Okay… he’s in there…” Tremoring a little bit, you could feel your heart pulsing and an unusual burst of adrenaline surging through your being as you couldn’t find it in you to move or step foot inside.

“Well? Go set his ass straight.”

Bakugou kind of pushed you to just go in already, crossing his arms as you turned to glare at him. “You can do it, we’ll be right here.” Izuku was there to comfort the blow though as he gave you a gentle smile.

It’s like your friends knew how to get you to do things, you inhaled and exhaled deeply as you nodded at the two. “Okay… I will…!” You managed to find your determination again, as you forced your feet to move and you found yourself inside the building.

Smells of caffeine and sweet pastries baking in the oven instantly invited in your nose, yet they did little to calm you down as you saw Shinsou, and he was getting closer with every step you took. And he seemed to perk up slightly when he got the sense that he was being watched, his eyes peering up to finally glance at you and widening slightly as soon as he realized that it was you…

You were there…

Internally he began to panic just seeing your curious yet unhappy face, but he kept his cool and forced himself to remain emotionless as he looked at you somewhat apathetically. He didn’t like what he was doing, but it had to be done. And you weren’t going to put up with it.

“(L/N).” He greeted you, but his tone was informal as you quietly scoffed and helped yourself by sitting on the chair in front of him to force him to look at you. At first you were going to be gentle, but not anymore…

“So I’m (L/N) now? Okay… Shinsou… what the fuck?” You crossed your arms and gave him a small leer, using the same last name basis he had apparently started using for you. Shinsou knew you were upset, and he already felt horrible, but at the same time, he thought that it was for the best…

“You’ve been ghosting me all week you ass…” He let you speak though, even if you were angry and hurt for how he had been distancing himself. “Mind telling me why? Maybe I won’t kick you in the groin if you do…” The threat was empty but it was enough to convince Shinsou to muster up enough courage to start talking to you.

“Just… come on… say something… I mean… please… yes we’re both a little… shaken up from everything but…”

“I know I have.” Shinsou finally spoke to you after a week of not even giving you the time of day, and finally he looked at you with his exhausted, purple eyes. He looked so tired, you couldn’t imagine just how fatigued he was and then his training. He probably trained even when he was this tired…

“I’m trying to adjust back to my life.” His voice was a little surlier, but you weren’t going to put up with it. “So have I dude but that’s no reason to just ghost me…”

Shinsou wryly chuckled, “In case you missed it, I have to train… I had a life before the mountain you know? What? Did you just think we were just going to be best friends forever after all of that?” It was painful just to ask that, because he could tell that this visibly hurt you as you calmly seethed.

“Don’t give me that bullshit… you can make time, even just a little bit to talk to me about the things that we had both suffered through, rather than just pretend that none of it happened… you can’t do that… you can’t just ignore the things we went through… you can’t ignore the way we looked out for each other…” Your lip almost started to quiver and Shinsou found himself unable to reply, but he forced himself to anyway.

“There’s nothing to talk about.” He shook his head, even though it was all he had been able to think about, he was trying so hard to just forget because there’s no way that the things he felt for you could be real, no matter how real they did feel.

You knew that the feelings you felt were real though, you couldn’t tell if you hated it or if you loved it. Especially when Shinsou was clearly trying to ignore what happened between you both.

“Well I think there is.” You said a bit firmly and just a bit louder which surprised Shinsou a little bit. He opened his mouth to speak but then an employee walked over to him with his coffee and a plate with two small freshly baked cookies he was going to eat just to wake himself up.

As to get him to talk you took the plate as soon as he reached over to try and grab one, and you stuck one in your mouth and bit off a huge piece of it.

“(Y/N)…” That seemed to irritate him a little bit as you smirked slightly. “Aha… so now I’m (Y/N)…”

You got him now, “If you don’t talk, you’re not getting this other one.” You held up the second cookie, and Shinsou sighed heavily in annoyance, knowing that you were true to THAT threat as he rolled his eyes.

“You should be an interrogator…” He kind of chuckled and made a small joke which made you snicker a little bit as you set down the half-eaten cookie with the untouched and whole one.

“Hitoshi…” You used his name now that he had returned to first-name basis, blushing slightly since it felt somewhat different to be more informal now that you were both in public and not in the woods or anything.

“Let’s be real… things aren’t the same… I can’t even go back home without thinking about my time out there in the mountains, in the cold… our time out there… nothing is the same anymore…” Finally, you broke the ice about what had been bothering you as you slowly opened up and Shinsou calmly blew on his hot coffee as he listened to you.

“Right…” He said softly, his voice almost meek as you frowned at him now that you got a better look at the heavy bags under his eyes and his hair seemed more uneven than normal. “Have you got any sleep…?”

Shinsou scoffed with a cynical smirk, shaking his head, “Not really…” He almost stopped himself, but knew that he wouldn’t be able to keep quiet forever, “Doesn’t stop me from training though. If there’s one thing I’ve gotten better at over the years it’s pretending to be okay.”

You couldn’t help but snicker and laugh, shaking your head slightly. “Hitoshi you SUCK at pretending to be okay… even in the mountains I knew when you were just trying to make me feel better… and I know right now that you can’t be okay… you look like you haven’t slept in a month…” When you called him out on his bullshit, he actually smiled at you with a cerise blush coating his pale cheeks.

He knew he couldn’t hide from you, no matter how hard he tried to. “I see why Present Mic recruited you… you’ve always been sharp…” Shinsou complimented you, his words sincere but you didn’t want to be distracted by going off topic.

“Yes… it’s been going well… I can’t really fight YET because of my ankle but… he’s already teaching me and showing me things that are pretty necessary for pro-heroes skilled in detection and search and resuce…” Still, you were going to be polite and tell him how it’d been going after Present Mic took you under his wing as Shinsou nodded and hummed a little bit, taking a sip of his now cool coffee.

It was uncomfortably silent for a moment, at least until you let out a huge sigh, “But you know… not even the training could stop me from thinking about… this… weird, kinda funny thing that I tried to ignore ever since we got rescued…”

Shinsou looked over at you, his lavender hues almost widening when he thought he had a feeling of what you might say. His heartbeat starting to beat quicker, louder in his ears as your cheeks started to burn.

“I loved you Hitoshi…”

Finally, you confessed your feelings, or at least the feelings you ‘had’, even though you knew that you still had them as you saw Shinsou’s cheeks turning red.

“I… tried not to but I did… I… I fell in love with you… simple as that. Hitoshi I fell in love with you, and I… can’t deny that I did. You protected me, looked out for me when I was scared, and I was constantly scared… but you were there for me… you made me feel like I wasn’t alone, kept me safe and I just… I fell in love… But what I felt for you… it was real, and I just… haven’t been able to get that out of my head…”

You poured out the rest of what your heart wanted to say, your whole face felt hot as you almost looked away from him but knew that he had to know this. He had to know how you had felt about him, and maybe the two of you could finally have the closure you need.

However, anxiety filled your chest when Shinsou was quiet, a little too quiet as he stared down at his coffee with a pensive, but wistful look.

“Funny that you say that…”

He said after a painfully long minute of silence, and finally he looked back into your (E/C) eyes, his cheeks still red but his expression was the same as it always looked, bored and yet thoughtful. “Because I fell in love with you too… and you’re right… nothing has been the same ever since we both got home…”

A soft gasp left you as the anxiety inside of you began to swell, ready to pop as you thought you could finally be relieved but Shinsou wasn’t finished speaking.

“But that was out there… in the cold… and I nearly convinced myself that what I felt for you was love. Until I remembered that… we were just two friends who… happened to get captured together. It was only natural that we had to rely on each other.” He pointed out to you, speaking rationally as he kept his voice level and steady.

“I did want to reach out to you once we came back, but… for some reason my mind wouldn’t let me. It almost felt… painful… so I told myself that it couldn’t have been real, what I felt… because you see, these feelings can’t be in your head… when the heart makes you feel that way, the heart is what lets you feel those things… especially in the situation we were in. But the heart is just another muscle that keeps you alive… our brains… react differently to whatever circumstance we find ourselves in, and from there we have to make the best, most logical decisions in order to survive. I remembered that… and that’s why we both got out alive… And when I came back, I knew that in those moments, it couldn’t have been real… because we were both just trying to keep each other alive, for our own sakes… and I knew that… it couldn’t possibly be the same when we came back… and it isn’t… because it worked out there, but we’re not trying to survive anymore… we have to live now, take care of ourselves… it just… it wouldn’t work… not here...”

This was for the best. He didn’t want to just let his feelings get the better of him, especially after what they did to him last night. Even if it meant shoving it all down, he reluctantly told you that there’s no way it could work between you two. And yet he hated himself for saying that…

He regretted looking into your eyes though, as they were glistening with tears that you kept at bay because you didn’t want to make a scene. So instead you let out a fake, amused snicker that Shinsou knew was false. It’s clear that you knew that he was trying to push you away, and that you were hurt.

“You know… Hitoshi…” You chuckled and shook your head, willing your tears back as you gave him a forlorn smile, “It’s cool that you’re trying to be like your hero Eraserhead and all but… I think you’re wrong… logic might have helped us make the best decisions to survive in those elements, but I honestly think that we survived because of… how we felt about each other… and how you and I took care of each other…”

Snickering a bit, you distracted yourself so you wouldn’t cry in front of him, “I fell in love with you… and… you… I know that you did too… at least… I hope so… because… I know it was real… what I felt for you had to be real… it was, you were the only thing that kept me going. I wanted to keep living, I wanted you to keep living, I wanted us to keep living… so we could go back home, together and we did. Maybe we got lucky… but let’s face it… if I didn’t care about you, if you didn’t care about me… there’s no way we could have survived. You said the brain reacts differently well here’s the thing… the brain plays a part in our emotions… it might be chemicals but dammit we feel them… and we feel them strongly… most of the time… that’s just how humans are… we’re not just brains… we’re hearts too… these feelings that we feel… are real… at least… I know mine are…” You wiped your eyes to keep the tears from falling, but Shinsou could see them.

He remembered seeing you cry often when the two of you were surviving together, and each time managed to be painful. Yet, watching you trying to not cry was almost agonizing for him as he forced himself to remain stoic as he let you have his cookie and he took another sip of his coffee.

“I guess I… just wanted to let you know all of that…” Your heart felt like it was crackling, but at least you managed to tell him how you felt, and you finally got to have a real talk with him. And you had no idea that Shinsou was barely keeping himself together as he looked at you and gave a slow nod.

“Thank you for telling me.” He thanked you politely as the two of you sat for a while on the table until he was done with his drink and he let you have both of the cookies since he had lost his appetite and the chocolate chips only gave you a smidge of endorphin-filled joy.

You both got up to leave the table and he didn’t seem to flinch when he saw that Izuku, Bakugou and Present Mic were all waiting here for you. “Shinsou.” Izuku politely greeted him, and he gave him a nod of acknowledgement. “Midoriya. Bakugou.” He was less enthusiastic about the explosive teen though, who just gave him a scoff.

“Mr. Yamada.” He made sure to bow politely to the teacher though, and the pro-hero just gave him a big smile and a nod.

“Well… it seems like you have a group to hang out with, and some training so… I’ll let you go. Don’t train too hard, sprained ankles take a while to recover from.” Shinsou gave you some advice, which made you smile a little bit as you nodded with a somewhat thoughtful look.

“You know… I think you might be right Hitoshi… after all… it’s like you said… the heart keeps us alive, but the brain is what helps us survive.” You didn’t mean that, you wanted to though because you wanted to feel more than just your heart ache, hell you’d rather feel your ankle ache over your heart. This hurt…

It hurt so much…

Shinsou gave you an empty chuckle, “Yeah… but you’re not wrong… the brain plays a part in our emotions… it’s a funny thing isn’t it? Human nature is funny… you said… to be human is to love, because that’s what the heart is for right?” He remembered something else you said, even though the two of you wanted to believe that maybe it wasn’t real… and that maybe pretending it wasn’t real would make you both feel better.

“It’s very funny and… yeah I did but… the hearts for a lot of things, including survival… that’s why it gets along so well with the brain.” You nodded, still smiling as the two of you shared a soft glance that you hadn’t given since your time in the mountains.

Swallowing hard, you suddenly and gently hugged him and Shinsou quickly returned it, his arms coming around you almost by instinct. Mentally he scolded himself for letting these damn emotions try to get the better of him again. He wasn’t going to let them, he refused to let himself believe something that couldn’t be real.

No matter how much it hurt. Why did the heart make people hurt so much?

Hugging you felt right, yet he couldn’t hold you the way his heart wanted him too, his brain was reminding him that he had to leave, to go train with Aizawa. You didn’t want to let him go either, but the logical part of you was trying to convince you that maybe your feelings weren’t real, but they felt so real it fucking hurt…

The hug didn’t feel long enough for you, and it hurt just pulling away from the boy you had survived with as he didn’t look you in the eyes. “See you at school.” You said neutrally as he nodded and hummed, quickly turning his back and seeing Aizawa around the corner, waiting patiently for him now that his break was over.

You took a deep breath as you watched him go, and turned around to see a concerned Izuku and Present Mic, and Bakugou looking unusually soft despite his casual frown. “Thanks guys… let’s… go somewhere… else now…” They seemed to understand that you weren’t all that happy but they still listened to you as they let you lead the way.

Even though the minute you started walking, you had no idea what to do or where you were even going because it just felt wrong. Everything didn’t feel right, walking away didn’t feel right even when you were close to your friends and your teacher.

“How was (L/N)?”

Meanwhile Aizawa had decided to ask Shinsou some brief questions, despite not being a talker he had grown increasingly concerned for his student who was acting somewhat odd. He assumed that it was post-traumatic stress disorder, but had no idea that he was only half-right as Shinsou shrugged his shoulders.

“She’s okay. We were talking. She said she was okay.” His sentences were small, quick as the last thing Shinsou wanted to talk about was you even though he told himself to distance himself from you. Doing just that felt wrong, walking away from you felt so wrong…

Little did he know that you were barely containing your composure as you heard Izuku’s voice and Bakugou angrily yelling at him over something, but you didn’t hear a single word either of them was saying.

All you could do was walk, not even looking where you were going as you shuddered a little bit as if you were in the cold again. The streets beginning to blur as you could feel your heart thrashing in your chest as your hands started shaking and your legs were tingling and making your pace slow down no matter how hard you tried to get away, oblivious to the concerned Izuku, Bakugou and Present Mic.

Shinsou took a slow, long, shaking breath as he kept his eyes forward, barely even able to see Aizawa walking in front of him and not even hearing any words the man might have been saying. All he could hear was his own breathing, turning hard, fast and shallow as his fists started to clench, tremoring as he tried in vain to keep walking.

You couldn’t regulate your own breathing as you walked, feeling like you were being choked as a soft sob left you and made your friends and teacher stop dead in their tracks as they called your name in worry.

“Hmm… (L/N)…? Are you all right there? You with me?”

“(Y/N)-chan?”

“(Y/N)-chan…?”

“Hey! Shitty Girl! What the fuck’s wrong with you?!”

White noise, it was all you could hear as you didn’t realize that your eyes were clouding with moisture as a stray tear rolled down your cheek.

And Shinsou found himself suddenly stopping his pace as he tried to breathe again, but it came out as a whimper as all he could feel was his heart palpitating. Swallowing a lump that was caught in his throat as he didn’t see his teacher stopping once he saw his student’s misty eyes.

“Shinsou?”

“Shinsou are you all right?

He couldn’t hear him, the pain in his chest becoming unbearable as he just stared into nothing even with his teacher trying in vain to get him to snap out it. Aizawa was sure the boy was having a panic attack though, and Izuku and Bakugou were starting to think the exact same about you.

“(Y/N)-chan are you okay?!”

“What the hell?! Tell me what the fuck’s wrong!”

“(L/N)! (L/N)!”

“Shinsou answer me!”

“Shinsou what’s wrong?!”

It was too much, neither of you could deal with these feelings consuming you both as all that the two of you wanted was to just go back to each other. You needed to go back to Shinsou, you fucking needed to…

“No… I gotta go…”

“Go?!”

“Go where?!”

Suddenly, you found it in you to turn back to where you had walked away from and just started running at full speed past all of the confused people. But Izuku and Bakugou were extremely confused and had no idea what you were talking about, but Present Mic did and he understood as he let you go off. However, he planned to follow because he was a little bit paranoid too about the thought of his new protégé getting taken again. And he was joined by Izuku and Bakugou as the two quickly dashed after you once you took off running.

Tears freely fell down your face as you ran, your breath hitching as you ignored the subtle pain in your ankle just to go back to Shinsou and find him as you kept on running, faster than you ever had. You couldn’t hear your friends calling your name as you reached the corner of the street.

Shinsou inhaled sharply as he turned away from his teacher, his legs suddenly moving him in a fast sprint. “Shinsou!” Aizawa wasn’t one to be flabbergasted or bewildered, but his student’s strange and distraught behavior had him in a box as he followed after him quickly.

But Shinsou didn’t hear him as he ran even faster, he had to go back to you, that’s all that he knew. No logic his brain could provide for him would tear him away from this as he held back the tears and continued running.

There was the corner where the two of you parted your ways, he swiftly whipped his head and all he could see was your visage coming towards him as he let out a silent, shuddering gasp. And you tearfully gasped the second you saw Shinsou, he came back for you…

“Hitoshi…”

“(Y/N)…”

Shinsou’s tears finally fell as he quickly took more steps towards you, opening his arms as you ran faster than before, throwing your arms out as you threw yourself into him. His strong arms locking tightly around your body as you threw your arms around his neck and cried into his shoulder and let him buried his face into your neck, sniffling and quietly sobbing.

Right…

Everything felt right again.

You could feel his heart beating, his warmth gracefully invited into your body as he gave you the love you desperately had been craving ever since you both were rescued. Shinsou craved it too as he took in everything you gave him, your warmth, your love for him, he embraced it all and never wanted to let it go again. He never wanted to let you go again. His arms tightened around you for a moment as he carefully pulled away, pressing his forehead against yours, but the two of you didn’t dare let each other go.

You saw the tears streaming down his face and he could see yours as he gave you a tender gaze. A sudden rush you hadn’t felt since the cold came back to you as you carefully leaned in and Shinsou immediately pressed his lips against yours as the two of you kissed, fervently and passionately like the two of you feared that you were going to lose each other again. When your lips met and your arms intertwined you both felt at peace again, you both felt safe, protected and like you would never be apart again.

Everyone else felt invisible to you as neither one of you noticed or acknowledged your friends and teachers having arrived to witness your display of affection. Izuku had turned a bright shade of red as he quickly looked away out of respect for you and Shinsou, but Bakugou’s face was turning red for a different reason as he inhaled and exhaled deeply.

So, you DID like that bastard…

Present Mic knew it, and he couldn’t help but coo as he clasped his hands together as he carefully stepped his way over to a very stunned Aizawa. “That’s so romantic… isn’t it…?” The blonde man somewhat teasingly asked his friend, getting him out of his surprise as he gave him an irritated leer.

“I told you something beautiful blossomed between these two~…” He triumphantly sang-songed much to Aizawa’s annoyance as he let out a sigh. Of course, his young student would have fallen in love, he had nothing against it though, that was just how young teenagers were.

Except you and Shinsou knew that it was more than just that, you knew that it was real, and secretly, Shinsou did too. He couldn’t and he wouldn’t deny it anymore as he just kept holding you until the two of you finally pulled away after a heated minute. The two of you breathing heavily as you both just stared into each other’s eyes adoringly.

“I love you (Y/N)…” This time Shinsou said it out loud for only you to hear as your eyes widened a little bit, making more tears run down your blushing cheeks as a big, bright smile came to your lips. “Oh Hitoshi… I love you too… I really do… I adore you…” You let out a soft cry as he smiled tenderly at you.

“(Y/N)… Please… s-stay with me…?” He repeated what he had told you that one, intimate night between you and him. The night you remembered the most as you nodded with a warm smile.

“Of course, Hitoshi…” You said the exact same words from that day, meaning it just as much as you did that same day as he cried and held onto you tightly, and you lovingly hugged him back so close, so lovingly.

“I’ll be with you... from dusk till dawn…” You whispered to him quietly, feeling his arms embrace you even tighter as he let out a little chuckle, “Me too, I’m right here, you’ll never be alone…I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn.” He said to you softly, repeating your words as the two of you just kept hugging for what felt like forever, becoming partially aware of the fact that your teachers and friends were still there.

Once the two of you remembered that they were here, you and Shinsou both blushed heavily as the two of you saw the rather awkward looking faces on them all. Izuku was still bright red in the face, Bakugou was frowning and growling in annoyance, Present Mic was whistling a tune in an attempt to give you both your privacy and Aizawa had turned away with a small tint of pink on his cheeks.

“Sorry… e-everyone…” You started off and sheepishly apologized to them all, chuckling very nervously as Shinsou averted his eyes, his whole face as red as Izuku’s was. “M-Mr. Aizawa I…” He wanted to apologize to his teacher for just running off but the pro-hero shook his head.

“Just take the day off. Only this once, tomorrow you’re going to train twice as hard though.” Aizawa sounded oddly gentle even if he was going to give Shinsou more work as the latter quietly groaned. It’d be worth it though; he didn’t regret coming back to you.

“Thank you.” Shinsou bowed down lowly to him in deep gratitude as you giggled a little bit, but you blushed quite madly when you looked over at Izuku, Bakugou and Present Mic.

“Izuku… Katsuki… thank you for… being with me you guys are awesome… I’m sorry about running off…” You smiled rather shyly but Izuku quickly shook his head, “It’s okay!” He squeaked out nervously, not wanting you to feel bad at all as Bakugou just scoffed indifferently.

“W-We’ll see you at school (Y/N)-chan…!” Izuku knew you wanted to spend time with Shinsou so he was very courteous as he let you go and knew that you and Shinsou would be safe together.

You couldn’t help but smile at your beloved friends, “Thank you Izuku… thank you Katsuki…” You thanked them both with a big smile as Izuku gave you one of his own sweet smiles while Bakugou’s glare turned gentle before the two of them decided to let you go and headed their separate ways. At least he knew that bastard would protect you, and you would protect him too given that you bashed a man’s head in.

“Mr. Yamada…” And then there was Present Mic who quickly shook his head just like his friend did, “Nope! Nuh-uh~. Eraser has the right idea! You take the day off, try not to have toooooo much fun now okay~?” He proceeded to tease you both and make the two of you immediately blush bright red as the blonde man went to go with Aizawa and leave you both alone.

The two of you felt embarrassed but also ecstatic that the two of you were finally alone together after a long week, but then that instantly became awkward as you both suddenly turned quiet and blushed as soon as you looked at each other. Still you couldn’t help but smile at him, was he your boyfriend now? If so, you were beyond happy about that.

“Hey Hitoshi…” You hugged his arm, loving the way he looked at you with those beautiful eyes as he gave you a small smile. “Yeah?”

“Remember what I offered back there in that shack?” You asked him with a small smirk, and he immediately chuckled and didn’t have to answer that because he definitely remembered. “It’s all I’ve been thinking about…” He admitted that though because he had been wanting to just spend time with you now that you were both home again.

“Then let’s go back to my house! We’ll binge-watch all of Gakkou Gurashi, and I’ll share my favorite ice cream with you~.” For once you were genuinely happy the entire week you had been back home as he rolled his eyes a little bit.

“You know what? I’ll take up that offer…” It wasn’t cold anymore, so he would be happy to share that ice cream with you as the two of you started walking back to your house, hand in hand and shoulder to shoulder to go and watch the anime together.

As soon as the two of you got home, it was just you and him and everything just felt right again as you cheerfully started up the anime, ice cream bucket in your hand as you sat down on your couch with Shinsou by your side. Cuddling up to him with a big smile as his arm came around you and pulled you in close to him.

You sighed in content as you snuggled into his shoulder, “I love you Hitoshi… I… I know I said that already but I really mean it… I love you…”

Shinsou’s eyes slightly widened when he heard the words again, his heartbeat speeding up but out of joy as this feeling of giddiness flurrying inside his chest as he tried to not grin but he couldn’t help it.

“And I love you too (Y/N)…” He exchanged the words with a warm smile as you blushed quite madly, giggling cheerfully as the two of you hugged once again, very much in love as you and Shinsou never wanted to let go of each other and ever wanted to be apart ever again.

I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn… Baby I’m right here...

129 notes · View notes