#06142012

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"come back alive. it'd be an awfully empty galaxy without you." ( from genos! ) 

[ PROMPTED ] ...  ▬▬▬   accepting !

RED BOOT TAPS THE GROUND TWICE, experimental and quick. It echoes massively, bouncing off nonexistent walls. He acknowledges the unusual thing with a quiet hum, looking intently at his feet, beyond his feet, beyond his stand, questioning the existence of bright stars and aligning planets and glittering dust of galaxies and cosmos. It's mind-boggling, and he is already confused enough, he can't let himself question anything else, there is no way it'd make sense anyway, why bother ? 

A dissatisfied huff escapes him, arms crossing over his chest as he takes a second to somewhat appreciate the rest of the view; space is enormous, bright & colourful and otherworldly dark, endless & full yet so painfully empty in the vast voids of the in-betweens. And in return it doesn't fill him with anything, it fails to, when compared to other things he's seen. The view from what used to be his own roof, a home carelessly destroyed in the whims of heroic deeds. There was no light pollution in that isolated place, and one night he gave a little remark about the creativity of connecting stars reminding him of clouds and the various shapes imaginable, it was stupid and pointless. But Genos would've almost became background noise of scientific constellations documentary had it not been for the occasional look at the starry sky, point and trace, stare and wonder. 

Space warps, a portal stands on one end, somehow even darker than the hollow spaces between the cosmos. There is no time for appreciating the view anyway, he's been given a job. One for himself and himself alone. He's never been a fan of orders, but it feels different to suddenly become the center of something. Not good, simply different.  God, he wishes there was more to this, this vague sense of unfamiliarity, the emptiness in his chest devouring any possible nervousness, any anticipation, any expectations he could possibly begin to have. There is only unjustified frustration, with himself and himself alone, with the lacking, the inhuman, and the strongest alive. 

Come back alive.

" Why would I not ? " He asks the cyborg all too quickly, eyes sharp and callous as they stare intensely. It doesn't take long for him to realize where his irritation is going, what it targets, and he catches himself and deflates in well hidden shame that disguises itself as softness. Genos didn't deserve that, he really doesn't, he deserves a better person to care for, better than the asshole who's throwing accusations instead of offering reassurance ... far more better. But Saitama isn't that, and it doesn't change the fact that Genos still cares. 

Why are you worried ?  I'm just too strong. Why would you think otherwise ?  Don't be like that. Don't give me hope. 

" You know what, Genos ? " A smile slips into his visage, a smile that -in its guilt and fondness- aims to correct a mistake, and he steps closer & he points a swift berating finger up at his student. " This kind of attitude can really affect a battle outcome !  How do you intend on winning if the first thing you think about is failure ? Lighten up. " For your own sake, at least. Saitama thinks, even if he can't look positively at this situation in any way. For him, thinking positively here means he gets a chance to maybe bleed to death ... but he's sure that's the exact opposite of what Genos would look forward to. And Saitama doesn't know what to make of this nor that. 

It doesn't matter. 

" I'll be back in no time. " He says with dismissive lighthearted air, and carefully taps two of his knuckles to Genos' forehead before turning to walk away. " Don't forget to take Rover on his walk, okay ?  " And invite Kuseno over for dinner, and Visit old man Bang for hotpot, and give Mumen Rider a hand every once a while. It won't be empty, and it won't be lonely, he's sure of that. Sorry for leaving you behind. He wants to add, but it dies -gets killed- the moment he thinks of it, and just what the hell is that ?  Too conclusive, too sad it's almost like a goodbye, but there is no way this could be it. In fact he doesn't think there would be any it at all, but is it a cynical fear of disappointment, or an underestimation of what could possibly turn Genos' anxieties reality ? 

" Genos, " He pauses, centimeters away from his door, and spares a look behind. He's obnoxiously blank as ever and most likely unaware of it, of everything warping together into nothing, conflicted confusion canceling itself out in its pointless mindless collision. 

" It's cold in here, so don't stay for long. " 

His cape is sickeningly white as it flutters through the void darkness of the portal, the space remains as bright and as colourful. 

#smthing smthing omw to fight “god”. there are some leftovers in the fridge. dont wait for me on dinner. #IDK WHAT IS THIS. ME WORD VOMITING CUZ SAITAMA MAKES ME UNWISE BYE #⋆ ★ 【サイタマ】 : ̗̀➛ writing. #⋆ ★ 【サイタマ】 : ̗̀➛ inbox. #THANK U BRENNAAAAA #06142012

[fallenw0rld]

I don't know why it keeps happening to our school three lives were lost in one single school year... I don't know but whenever something like this happens it makes my heart drop and freezes the world around me. It's crazy to think that one day you can be laughing and smiling with a friend, classmate, or someone you love and the next day they're gone. Poof. And that moment spent was the last one you'll ever get. If there's one thing I've learned now is remember who you truly are and don't take people for granted you never know what may happen in the future. Rest in peace Mario Rodriguez. You are missed and loved deeply.

#:( #rip #god bless you #prayers #06142012

[1punch]

5, 12, and 14!

5. are there any fears your muse still holds from childhood ?

None that he can think of if asked ! But the idea of getting sick unsettles him a little more than it should. He's been accused of laziness more often than not when complaining about sickness, and the fact that he was actually a lazy kid in general didn't help in his defense. The scolding never went too far but it stuck regardless, making him speak less of any illness and edure his way out of it. That didn't change much when he got older, only now he actively takes good care of himself to avoid spending long nights alone physically sick, head spinning & inhumane strength just a little bit out of control- trying to tell himself to just breathe, that nothing's wrong, that he isn't going to just die with some fever.

14. does your muse prefer cooler or warmer weather? how does the heat/cold affect them ?

Warmer !! Spring & early summer, it encourages him to go out and about & it lifts his mood so well, maybe he would even do some summer activities if he reallyyy feels like it but don't hold him to it. He is really nooot a fan of winter at all. Low rent apartments might be good for his wallet, but it also means bad maintainence & less essentials like good heating ... it's tolerable to a degree, but there are certain days of every winter when he swears he cld freeze to death- it never happens and he ends up with varying degrees of cold, rip.

#sorry i didnt answer no. 12 i wanna think more abt it !!! #also this somehow turned very sick fic flavored & that wasn't intentional lmao #THANK U FOR SENDINGGG #⋆ ★ 【サイタマ】 : ̗̀➛ headcanon. #⋆ ★ 【サイタマ】 : ̗̀➛ inbox. #06142012

[littlemorelessintrouble-blog]

061412

Thursday. Another day another dollar. Lol. Joke we only have peso. Anyways. My first class start at 9:40am. So i have plenty of time to sleep. Not that plenty but i'm sure i will not be late because there's no traffic at that time. 

So i woke up in 8am. I have 1hr and 20 minutes to prepare. I'm so easy with the time and i have no idea it's 8:30am. So i rush of taking a bath and eat my breakfast then off to School ",) I was walking and people are kept on talking about my Jacket. Jealous much? :))

So it's CompOne, It was so cold there in our room, Yess we're using aircon for the computer :) . So we discussed the history of the computer. i have no idea that our teacher gave us a note in the yahoo group that we need to print it. So i don't have most of us don't have. I will now always check my Email. Then next class is NSTP. We have a quiz there. Some of us Including me didn't study. We're like just "hey can i copy to your answer' "I didn't study at all" But luckily our teacher is kind he gave us 5 minutes to read all the topic. Our Prof told us that he is really strict about taking aquiz, NO CHEATING. So we have no choice but answer in our own. One of my classmate the name is Iris? I think kept on sitting with us just to copy. Hahaha i remember my High school days.. That arrangement is called as CHEATING ARRANGEMENT. But we never got the chance to copy to each other, my score was 15 over 40.  5 more and i'd pass. Our class is 3 hours. So long right? But i didn't get bored because the teacher was funny and energetic. 

Vacant for 2 hours. So me and Thea go to robinson to go get some ZAGU and Siomai. We stayed in the canteen, i didn't finish my food i was so full. It was 5 minutes before time i was waiting for Thea. So we rushed of going to the classroom. then when i got to the room i have no assignment so i still have to copy the assignment. How's stupid of me. Tsss. Then i went home this early. I even saw Kat Ona, my High school classmate, 

This is what happen today. ANGIIIIEE

#06142012 #mylife