#A Quiet Reassurance

[yuki4amano]

Timeless love. Chapter 4: Shadows of Deceit

Izuku stood before Yuki, his mind raced with doubts and uncertainties. Why had he given her that note? What had possessed him to ask her to meet him after school? And what on earth was he going to say to her now?

He berated himself for his impulsive actions, wishing he could turn back time and undo the mess he had created. But it was too late for regrets now. His only option was to directly confront the consequences of his decisions.

Yuki's presence before him only intensified his internal turmoil. She looked nervous, her eyes darting around as if searching for an escape route. He could sense her apprehension mirroring his own.

"Hey, Midoriya," she managed to say, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "You wanted to talk?"

Izuku nodded, his expression carefully neutral. "Yeah. There's something I need to tell you."

He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. Instead of confessing his feelings, however, he found himself veering off course, fabricating a lie on the spot.

"I… I wanted to ask for your help," he began, his words stumbling over each other in his haste. "I want to befriend Shinso, but I'm not sure how to approach him. I thought maybe you could give me some advice?"

It was a feeble excuse, he knew, but it was the best he could come up with on such short notice. He hoped Yuki wouldn't see through his deception, and realize the true reason behind his request.

To his relief, Yuki released a sigh of relief, her tense shoulders relaxing slightly. "Oh, um, sure," she replied, her voice softening with a hint of uncertainty. "I'm not good at these kinds of things, but I'll do my best to help you."

Izuku nodded, a sense of relief flooding through him. His plan seemed to be working, at least for now. He would use Shinso as his excuse to get closer to Yuki, to bridge the gap between them and hopefully earn her trust.

While leaving the classroom together, Izuku was plagued by the unshakeable sensation of guilt gnawing at his conscience. He knew he was deceiving Yuki, manipulating her for his own selfish reasons. But he told himself it was necessary, that it was the only way he could protect her from the truth of his feelings.

Deep down, however, he couldn't help but wonder if he was doing the right thing. Would his lies only serve to push Yuki further away, to erode whatever fragile connection they had begun to build? Or would they pave the way for something more, something real and genuine?

As they walked side by side down the empty hallway, Izuku knew one thing for certain: his path was fraught with uncertainty, his heart torn between love and deception. But he was determined to see it through, to navigate the twists and turns of fate until he reached the truth, whatever it may be.

Before parting ways, Izuku took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. He turned to Yuki, his expression carefully neutral, hiding the turmoil of emotions raging within him.

"Um, Yuki," he began, his voice slightly hesitant. "I was thinking, since we're going to be spending more time together and Shinso is someone I've been wanting to get to know better, it might be helpful if we could stay in touch. You know, in case we need to coordinate or anything."

Yuki's brow furrowed in confusion, but she nodded slowly, sensing the sincerity in Izuku's words. "Sure, that makes sense," she replied, reaching into her pocket to retrieve her phone.

Izuku's heart pounded in his chest as he watched her, his nerves on edge as he waited for her response. With a small smile, Yuki handed him her phone, already opened to the contacts page.

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Izuku entered his phone number into Yuki's device, his fingers moving with practiced precision despite the trembling in his hands. He couldn't help but feel a rush of anticipation as he completed the task, knowing that this simple exchange held the potential to change everything.

Once he was finished, Izuku handed Yuki back her phone, their fingers brushing briefly in the exchange. "There you go," he said, his voice tinged with a hint of nervousness. "Now we can stay in touch." Yuki nodded in acknowledgment.

As they parted ways, Izuku couldn't shake the feeling of apprehension that lingered in the air. But deep down, he knew that this was just the beginning of a journey that would take them both to places they never imagined. And with Yuki's phone number safely stored in his device, he felt a glimmer of hope amidst the uncertainty of the path ahead.

As midnight descended upon the city, Izuku transformed into his alter ego, the vigilante known as Phoenix. With purposeful strides, he navigated the shadowed streets, his senses alert for any signs of trouble.

As he patrolled, he encountered various crimes in progress—robberies, assaults, and acts of vandalism. With swift and decisive action, he intervened, using his quirk and combat skills to subdue the perpetrators and protect the innocent.

As Izuku continued his patrol through the city streets, his senses alert and his mind focused, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled over him since his encounter with Yuki earlier that day. The weight of their impending conversation hung heavy on his shoulders, but for now, duty called, and he pushed aside his personal concerns to focus on the task at hand.

Midnight cast long shadows across the deserted streets, broken only by the dim glow of streetlights and the occasional flicker of neon signs. With each step, Izuku felt the weight of responsibility settle upon him, a constant reminder of the role he had chosen to play in the city's never-ending battle against crime.

As he rounded a corner, his keen eyes caught sight of a familiar figure engaged in a fierce battle with another masked individual. Instinctively, Izuku moved closer, his footsteps silent as he approached the scene.

It was Earsearhead, his class teacher, engaged in a fierce battle with Nocturne, the alter ego of his friend Shinso Hitoshi. A surge of adrenaline coursed through Izuku's veins as he watched the clash unfold, his mind racing to make sense of the situation.

Instantly recognizing the danger of the situation, Izuku moved closer, his footsteps silent as he approached the scene.

Nocturne fought valiantly against Eraserhead, but Izuku knew that his friend lacked the experience to match their teacher's skill. With a heavy heart, Izuku understood that Nocturne stood little chance of winning this encounter alone.

Determined to assist his friend without escalating the conflict, Izuku intervened, not to engage Eraserhead in combat, but to create an opportunity for Nocturne to escape. His movements were calculated and precise as he positioned himself strategically, his focus solely on ensuring his friend's safety.

As the battle raged on, Izuku waited for the opportune moment to act. When the chance presented itself, he sprang into action, using his agility and Quirk to distract Eraserhead and create an opening for Nocturne to slip away.

With a swift nod of acknowledgment, Nocturne seized the opportunity and made his escape, disappearing into the shadows as Izuku held Eraserhead's attention.

Alone now with their teacher, Izuku knew that direct confrontation was not the answer. Instead, he focused on evasion and evasion alone, using his agility and Quirk to stay one step ahead of Eraserhead's attacks.

Despite the tension in the air, Izuku remained calm and composed, his mind racing as he searched for a way to de-escalate the situation. He knew that victory was not their goal tonight; survival was.

As Nocturne vanished into the darkness, Izuku's senses heightened, his focus solely on evading Eraserhead's attempts to capture him. With each calculated movement, he dodged and weaved, his agility and reflexes pushed to their limits as he maneuvered through the narrow alleyway.

Eraserhead's binding cloth snapped through the air, narrowly missing Izuku with each swift motion. With precision born of desperation, Izuku danced around the makeshift weapon, his movements fluid and deliberate as he bought precious seconds, waiting for the opportune moment to make his escape.

With each passing moment, Izuku's heart pounded in his chest, the weight of the situation bearing down on him with unrelenting force. But he refused to succumb to fear, drawing upon his resolve and determination to see him through the ordeal.

As Eraserhead pressed his attack, Izuku seized a fleeting opening, a split-second window of opportunity. With a burst of speed, he darted past his opponent, his senses on high alert as he scanned the surroundings for any sign of Nocturne.

Spotting his friend disappearing into the distance, Izuku knew that now was his chance. With a silent vow etched in his heart, he propelled himself into the air, his Quirk propelling him upwards with incredible force.

As he soared through the night sky, the wind whipping past him, Izuku's thoughts raced with a mix of relief and determination. With Nocturne safely out of harm's way, he knew that his mission was a success, his actions ensuring the safety of his friend.

And so, with the city sprawled out beneath him and the stars twinkling overhead, Izuku disappeared into the shadows, leaving behind only the echo of his footsteps fading into the darkness. As he melted into the shadows, he knew that this encounter with Eraserhead was just one of many in the ongoing dance between hero and vigilante.

For Izuku, evading Eraserhead had become almost routine, a nightly ritual that tested his skills and resolve. With each escape, he honed his abilities, learning from his mistakes and adapting to the ever-present threat of capture.

As he moved through the city streets, Izuku's thoughts turned to the events that had led him to this point. The war against All For One, the loss of his beloved, and his journey back in time—all had shaped him into the vigilante known as Phoenix.

But amidst the chaos and uncertainty, one thing remained constant: his unwavering determination to protect the innocent and oppose those who sought to do harm. It was a mission that drove him forward, even in the face of overwhelming odds.

As he navigated the labyrinthine alleyways and dimly lit streets, Izuku remained ever vigilant, his senses attuned to the slightest hint of danger. Though the night held many dangers, he refused to falter, drawing strength from his resolve to make a difference in a world plagued by darkness.

With each step forward, Izuku braced himself for the challenges that lay ahead, knowing that the road to redemption would be long and fraught with obstacles. But he was willing to face whatever trials awaited him.

And so, with a silent vow etched in his heart, Izuku pressed on into the night, his path illuminated by the flickering glow of streetlights and the burning flame of hope that blazed within him. For in the darkness, he found purpose, and in the shadows, he found strength. And with every beat of his heart, he vowed to continue fighting, no matter the cost.

As Eraserhead watched Phoenix vanish into the night, a weary sigh escaped his lips. This was not the first time their paths had crossed, nor would it likely be the last. The vigilante's presence in the city had become an all too familiar occurrence, one that Eraserhead had grown accustomed to over time.

Though tempted to give chase, Eraserhead knew better than to pursue Phoenix further. Their encounters often ended in a stalemate, with the elusive vigilante slipping away before Eraserhead could apprehend him. It was a frustrating reality, but one that Eraserhead had learned to accept.

With a resigned shake of his head, Eraserhead turned his attention back to his patrol. There were still criminals to apprehend, citizens to protect, and a city to safeguard. Phoenix may have eluded him once again, but Eraserhead remained steadfast in his duty as a pro hero.

As he continued on his patrol, Eraserhead remained vigilant, ever watchful for any signs of trouble. Though Phoenix may have evaded capture for now, Eraserhead knew that their paths would inevitably cross again. And when they did, he would be ready.

For now, however, there were more pressing matters at hand. With a firm resolve, Eraserhead pressed on into the night, determined to uphold the peace and maintain order in a city teetering on the brink of chaos.

#timeless love #Shadows of Deceit #unspoken #silent intrigue #silent suffering #solace in the darkness #bnha x reader #bnha izuku #boku no hero academia #bnha deku #bnha #vigilante phoenix #vigilante au #vigilante izuku #a cup of tea? #rainy encounter #izuku x reader #deku x reader #mha x reader #izuku x oc #yuki amano #deku x y/n #izuku x y/n #mha x y/n #my hero academia #izuku x fem reader #midnight musings #chance enouncter in the backyard #rainy respite #a quiet reassurance

[rennyrose]

I adore Vivio as well just two very kind but very broken people trying their very best hhhhhhhhhh

But Chyeah one of my fav things about their dynamic is how comfortable they are around each other- esp with Vash being so trusting of Liv from nearly the very get-go

Whether it’s goofin together or having a deep moment, it comes easy to them-

I like the idea that whenever LR are around it means that it’s time to Rest™️ for Vash, mind and heart at peace knowing everything will be alright since they’re there (even if it gets in the way of quality time sometimes)

#vash keeping his visits to the orphanage short and infrequent enough out of fear that he’ll draw negative/destructive attention there #even with LR and Miss Melanie’s reassurance that he’s always welcome there #short stays are filled with playtime with kiddos and quiet time with wolfwood #not much room for vash n liv to spend quality time aside from briefly catching up with one another #hhhhhhngnfhfhfjhfhfh o no I made myself sad #trigun #vash the stampede #vash x livio #livio the double fang #Vivio #trigun maximum #Trimax #drawing #sketch #digital art #fan art #trigun manga

[zeb-z]

also okay. Leo voiding and Foolish going “that’s alright I’ll just wait. I can wait. I wait.” like yeah totem boy that’s all you ever do isn’t it. waiting loyally for Vegetta to come back, for his plans to find fruition, for islanders and federation workers alike to take him seriously, for Leo to return now, just like he waited for her before, keeping patience like none other. he’ll wait - that’s kinda his thing.

#every time foolish goes ‘I don’t really do lore’ and then does shit like this #yeah he’s doing the dramatic rp in lethal company as fuckin clone 99 or Luigi and Mario because his character is not vocal and emotional #it’s subtle like this because his character - as dramatic and silly and seemingly attention seeking as he is - is subtle #when it matters his reactions are quiet #usually - extenuating circumstances aside. we all watched the last purgatory stream #idk idjajfksjfjsjf but like. the fact he’s always the one who’s waiting. who will extend that patience. but he’s also the one left behind #this seems like a good time to bring up when he was left in the nether again kfjsjfjr yknow? #he waits. and he waits. and he waits. and he waits. and nobody takes him seriously in the meantime #he waits for Leo just like he’s been doing for the last few months. reassuring himself and bad she just voided. man #mcyt #qsmp #q!foolish #z speaks

[yashley]

"We just got to watch our girl and make sure... Yeah, it’s fine. It’s totally fine. This is so not a big deal. We're going to be fine. We're going to be great. It's going to be a success."

#critical role #imogen x fearne #ygifs #imogearne #from teasing to dumbassery to Pulling Shit Off Together to Quiet reassurances to Unabashed Acknowledgments to deep empathy I Just #How Can I Bring Her Down When All I Want To Do Is Raise Her Up #the recognition the excitement the sincerity the acceptance it's Fine

[soulinkpoetry]

A silent reassurance….

Those quiet afternoons where I have your heart next to me, we don’t need words.

.

.

#a silent reassurance #quiet afternoons #I feel your heart #peace #soulinkpoetry #poetry #thoughts #she writes #feelings #poets on tumblr #poets corner #writers and poets #poets community

[daisychainsandbowties]

the more i think abt ava, the more insane i become

i’m always slightly in awe of people who can just think about characters. i always have to… i guess situate them in a narrative, and even then as with the vast majority of my thoughts it’s all hidden beneath a veil of 🥰 no thoughts.

i can headcanon but it’s always… here’s a scene. here’s ava with an old gameboy advanced playing pokemon emerald and here’s ava sick begging beatrice to look after her little creatures even though “i don’t think they know it when you leave them alone for a few days ava.” bea getting the saddest look in the world and turning on the screen. sitting in the curtain-drawn dark and oh, oh, this is loving too. it can look like this.

and here’s the moment bea’s in bed next to her, looking almost worse than ava, torn between making more herbal tea and level-grinding so that ava can get a flygon.

and that’s like… here’s the beauty of ava being wild and prone to distraction. ava easily bored and also easily enraptured. and the hand-in-hand of beatrice who’s so patient, so precise, whose silences are soft around ava’s perpetual noise, her voice always there, always free. shouting, laughing, singing, sighing soft into bea’s shoulder and moaning into her mouth.

beatrice a bit in love with the pokemon ava’s collected, sitting at the table while ava tries to make pasta, pretending she’s just being helpful (she needs to be helpful) with the gameboy in her hands. keeps catching herself thinking that they were made, trained, intended for so much more. but no, no, no. this is loving.

it can look like this.

shiny-hunting in the grass. back and forth, the warm smells in the kitchen and ava scraping at the skillet. beatrice thinking of her iron intake, and the way ava looks in bea’s oversize hoodie and a pair of boxers. pokemon and how the person you love makes this photonegative of your needs, your wants, your need and the person you want.

#and like. in all this beatrice learning to want and ava making her buy what her eye lingers on at the grocery store #& ava watching her silences and bea learning that ava needs touch and reassurances when bea needs to be quiet #and bea loving pokemon a lot also for how repetitve it can be #but yeah. see? it has to have a shape but god yeah thinking about ava (and them) makes me insane too 🤝 #warrior nun #avatrice #anon

[darealsaltysam]

im at my fucking limit oh my god atreus running to kratos to hug him after freeing garm and kratos hugging him back and then letting go and then realizing atreus ISNT letting go and NEEDS comfort and continuing to hug him and asking him what happened and not getting mad or impatient and just letting him know he’s there for him and even as EVERYONE berates him for freeing garm kratos steps in and defends him because he understands how unbearably COMPASSIONATE his son is even for an evil hellhound and telling him they’ll fix this together and how he’s not angry and is only happy that he’s safe and and and and and AND AND-

#IM IN FUCKING SHAMBLES #THAT WHOLE SEQUENCE BROKE ME #and then the two of them in hel being so quiet and gentle with each other #theyre both angry and want to apologize to each other at the same time and all thats coming out is these quiet reassurances of love and care #kratos understands he fucked up and atreus understands he fucked up but now theyre gonna fix that fuck up TOGETHER and its OKAY and #and then kratos is just letting atreus talk about what happened in asgard and being so considerate of everything he tells him #and atreus is so broken and sad and quiet and kratos is trying to draw more out of him but he CANT so hes just hes just trying to be there #for him and. holy shit i need a minute #sony santa monica im gonna need u to pay for my therapy after this #god of war #gow 5 #god of war ragnarok #gow kratos #kratos #atreus #gow atreus #writing this post through TEARS

[jils-things]

im gonna sleep soon but aaauuhguug bespren acquired + angry norton . hi milo @ttimecode

#(well. every oc my friends make are my friends! but we talked a lot abt them today hehehe) #and i love. everything we came up witu so far #reynold is like probably a big brother figure to her but they're definitely friends wwwiiiwii #he reassures her in a lot of things she doubt on and maybe its by experience or knowing his way around things that makes him so reliable #hes like. a smart. quiet man until she teases about his husbands and he EXPLODES nyeehhdhfhehehe #anyways they bond over tea hehehehe she likes tea time with mr berceuse #(I hope i SPELT THAT RIGHT) #anyway. thank u for the talk milo i really enjoyed that talk i love them so muchhhhh #~ art #everyone point at milo i got distracted from drawing other works (NOT SCHOOL DW) and he made me draw the handsome piano man!!😤😤😤 HUWAHAA #ANYWAHS WAAAGHSHASSHDH HOPING TO TINKER ABT HER MORE💚💚💚💚💚💚 #irene constantine.oc #reynold.plat #<- fuck it. platonic tag. WEGH #milo tag

[yuki4amano]

Silent Suffering. Subdued Struggle

Yuki sat at her desk, watching as Shiki laid her head down with a grimace, clutching her stomach. The murmurs of discomfort escaped Shiki’s lips, and Yuki couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy. She wondered what it would be like to experience period cramps, to feel the ache in her abdomen that seemed to plague so many other girls.

As Shiki complained to her friends, Yuki’s mind wandered, consumed by thoughts of her own body’s peculiarities. She remembered the countless times she had walked through the pouring rain during her period without so much as a twinge of discomfort. No cramps, no headaches—nothing.

Was she just strong, or had she never noticed her own period cramps? Yuki pressed her hand to her lower stomach, hoping to simulate the sensation. But as the pain grew too intense, she quickly withdrew, feeling frustrated and confused.

Her eyes flickered to Shiki, who continued to lament her pains to her friends. Yuki longed to ask if Shiki was exaggerating or if the pain was as unbearable as it seemed. But her reclusive nature held her back, trapping her in a prison of silent suffering.

The school bell rang, signaling the end of class, and Yuki followed her classmates out of the room with a heavy heart. She made her way to the restroom, seeking solace in the quiet confines of a stall. Locking the door behind her, Yuki finally allowed herself to break down.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she grappled with feelings of inadequacy and frustration. She felt incomplete, as if some essential part of her womanhood was missing. The urge to throw a tantrum, to scream and rage against the unfairness of it all, welled up inside her.

But instead, Yuki curled in on herself, whispering reassurances through her tears. “It’s just hormones,” she repeated like a mantra, trying to convince herself that her feelings were nothing more than a trick of biology.

And as she sat there, alone in the dim light of the restroom stall, Yuki allowed herself to grieve for the experiences she would never have, for the pain she would never feel. And though the tears continued to flow, she found a small measure of peace knowing that she was not alone in her struggles.

Yuki took a deep breath, wiping away the last traces of tears from her cheeks as she unlocked the stall door. Stepping out into the restroom, she splashed some cold water on her face, hoping to wash away the lingering remnants of her emotional turmoil.

As she made her way to the cafeteria, Yuki’s thoughts still weighed on her mind. But seeing her friend Shinso sitting alone at a table, a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips. Maybe spending time with him would help chase away the lingering shadows of her sadness.

Shinso glanced up as Yuki approached, his violet eyes narrowing with concern as he took in her red-rimmed eyes. “Hey, Yuki. Are you okay?”

Yuki managed a weak smile, nodding as she slid into the seat across from him. “Yeah, I’m okay. Just had a rough moment.”

Shinso nodded understandingly, reaching out to gently squeeze her hand in a silent gesture of support. “Well, I’m here if you need to talk about it.”

Yuki nodded gratefully, feeling a surge of warmth at Shinso’s offer. “Thanks, Shinso. I appreciate it.”

They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, the chatter of their classmates providing a soothing backdrop to their conversation. And as Yuki sipped her drink and listened to Shinso’s stories, she felt a sense of peace settle over her.

As Yuki sat with Shinso, her mind began to clear, and a newfound sense of acceptance settled over her. She realized that her struggles were a part of what made her unique, and she didn’t need to conform to anyone else’s expectations of womanhood.

With a small smile, Yuki reflected on the strength she had gained from facing her own challenges. While other girls may never understand the absence of period cramps or headaches, Yuki knew that her experiences had shaped her in ways that were just as valid.

She didn’t need to envy those who complained of their monthly pains. Instead, she could take pride in her resilience and the friendships she had forged along the way. Yuki was different, and that was something to celebrate, not lament.

As she laughed and talked with Shinso, Yuki felt a renewed sense of confidence wash over her. She may not fit the mold of a typical teenage girl, but she was perfectly content being herself—a girl who had faced her demons and emerged stronger for it.

She was different, but she was also strong, and that was all that mattered in the end.

#yuki amano #solace in the darkness #hitoshi shinsou #silent intrigue #Subdued Struggle #Silent Suffering #mha #mha x reader #bnha #bnha x reader #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #envy #Rainy Respite #Rainy Encounter #A Quiet Reassurance #A cup of tea? #timeless love #unspoken #izuku x oc #izuku midoriya #mha x oc #bnha x oc #mha x y/n #bnha x y/n #bnha x fem!reader #mha x female reader #Chance Encounter in the Backyard

[zeb-z]

also something about foolish, who usually sticks around spawn, who builds or fools around, who takes care of his daughter, going off thousands of blocks away to fight in dungeons. to throw himself into the fight again and again. to find something harder to fight each time, to get a reward that he doesn’t really need or want anyway. no leo around for him to worry about, or worry about him in return, after all

#foolish 🤝 bad - healthy coping mechanisms who?? #anyways no one is dealing with this well and I’m ready for them to just destroy the island until their children come back or they can go #and save them #sorry to keep angst posting on main I’m going through it pfksjfjs #I’m just. foolish isn’t one to get serious or genuinely upset. frustrated maybe. hardly upset like he is #his reaction to Leo? not letting anyone read the book she left before he could even if it would take a lot more effort? #he had his moment of ‘wtf’ laughter. and then he has his genuine im upset I’m pissed I’m at a loss reaction. which is the polar opposite of #his usual frantic raised voice almost comical over the top reactions #when Tina finds out he can’t even fully brush it off with a joke to comfort her. he can’t reassure her. he gets quiet #I’m just. the whole combo. I’m upset about this man #mcyt #qsmp #foolish #z speaks

[blinkpen]

grumbles

what if portfolio day but its as slick and professional looking an image every given non-coward artist can muster of a character they made or have worked on saying "ceasefire now" or "they got money for wars, but can't feed the poor" and clogging the tag to total uselessness with it

#limited edition ambiguously sarcastic vent posts i know i'd get eviscerated for posting on twitter itself lmao #'this would keep me from getting hired' only by people who want you to be quiet and remain complicit about genocide #almost like any industry that puts you in that position should be burned to the ground or something #they're already trying to replace us more and more with fucking AI they don't have to pay or get backtalk from #megacorps have no loyalty to you why do you burn your morals to ashes to remain loyal to them #(-as i gently cup your face with my reassuring and also jewish hands- it is not antisemitic to say war crimes. are war crimes.) #(human lives will always be more important than arbitrary fucking lines in the dirt of this earth on which we were all meant to walk freely

[odysseys-blood]

literally how i feel any time i read this line. absolutely NOT

i think he's a great mirror type character for the mc depending on how much you draw on the default ra-on and their characterization, but more specifically their feeling of inferiority to solomon (which i take for my mc loyal). both the mc and bael are stuck filling in for a role for a king that neither feels they're well equipped for or were even born to hold and the fact that bael's so used to taking the fall that he's automatically ready to do it for you too is just. man. orz

#cliffnotes/.txt #whb #bael whb #its so...augh he makes me so sad #ik itll probably take forever to get to avisos since the promised chapter 6 hasnt even released yet #but waiting so patiently to pick bael apart (not really patient (vibrating like a chihuahua)) #bael and mc spiderman pointing meme #god and both being like an imperfect copy #just similar enough to pass off as a fraud but so very different at the same time #and bc of that they'll never be true replacements #though the mc isnt even supposed to be one its like #the moment of disappointment almost everyone has shown when they realize its not solomon #even if they change tunes and bounce back quickly its there #happy to meet you but still upset its not him #and the underlying expectation that it *should* be him at first #like how it should be beel in avisos. but its not #both get a good amount of reassurance and support from those around them tho i will say its nicd #esp after seeing how the rest of avisos' camp feels abt bael #they love him and trust in him so much even though he always feels like hes failing them just by not being the king #he does so much and still feels like itll never be enough #ok now im just rambling its time to be quiet before i write an essay in here

[iceicewifey]

if you ever feel like you’re overusing a symbol or emblem on a fanstand, keep in mind that atum has 40+ hearts. give them more.

#this is partially a self reassurance bc quiet riot’s redesign has so many hearts… shsjjs #spankz chat

[groundbreakingdot872]

that’s her baby brother 💖😭

#the ‘I’m glad you’re here Morgana’ RUINED ME btw… #she would’ve been such a good older sister tho!! #if these moments were genuine #like him telling all his fears and anxieties before his first date with gwen and her reassuring smile #she knew him so well!! #always standing up for him always pushing him to do better #and I know he’d like to be babied sometimes too 😂 #like my little brother is like that for example #sometimes he wants to hold my hand just because he knows I’m always there #by his side #to protect him and support him even if he doesn’t need it #bbc Merlin #arthur pendragon #a quiet tragedy… #morgana pendragon

[ridiasfangirlings]

Scenario where Yata can't get his baby to stop crying. He's tried everything he has and it's not enough. How does he handle this situation?

That’s the moment he also starts crying XD I imagine after trying himself to quiet the baby he would probably call his mom, if he hasn’t already. I feel like Yata would be unexpectedly good with babies, having two younger siblings he’s used to dealing with crying babies (and at least this time it’s his own kid and he’s not a snotty kid himself complaining about why is his sister crying again). He probably normally manages to keep his kid pretty calm and happy, I feel like he’d be quick to scoop the kid up and bounce the baby a little all come on little guy, quiet down. When the kid won’t stop crying Yata goes to get a bottle and checks if they need a change, just going over the list in his mind of what makes babies cry. When the kid won’t stop though he does start to get a little panicked, like did I break the baby somehow. He tries rocking the kid, he tries pacing with the kid in his arms, he tries singing a lullaby, none of it works. He’s starting to get worried now because what if he did something wrong or thinking that this is because he’s not that smart that he’s probably missing something and now his kid won’t stop crying.

After his moment of panic though he decides okay, gotta be dependable about this, and he puts the kid down for a moment and calls his mom. He’s a little frantic on the phone and imagine his mom telling him not to worry, she knows her son cares about his baby and wouldn’t overlook important things. She makes sure he knows that sometimes kids just cry and you have to just comfort them until they feel better, so if he’s really done anything he just needs to keep at it. They go through the different things that could make the baby upset and even with the baby crying Yata starts to feel better that he’s done all these things. Eventually imagine he’s just cuddling the baby while he’s still got his mom on the phone, muttering soothing things as she gives him a couple more suggestions. Suddenly the baby gives a little burp and then goes from crying to giggling and Yata breathes a sigh of relief. Yata’s mom is all see I knew you could do it and Yata’s like huh, guess I could.

#Yata Misaki #Talking K #Yata calls his mom he's a good son #he just needs a little reassurance and advice #Yatamama probably knows plenty about quieting babies #she'll help Yata be a good dad

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I still think the more I think about it that sanctuary at it's core is a perfectly understandable reaction on Eichis part I mean have you read blackbird imagine being Eichi and experiencing that. I would also go insane if the guy that's stuck with me through weal and woe — who's been a main motivation for me to keep on living by being kind of the reason I fell in love with idols in the first place which is a fact about me that proceeded to shape the narrative at it's very core and who I'm so close to it makes other people uncomfortable sometimes, yet I feel like I don't know him at all and like there's this chasm between us still — just disappeared without any notice for a few days at least and then I find out he's hypnotized himself to play around with some boring kid from his theater circle because he wasn't able to do that as a child. Shakes you there are so many layers to the Sanctuary thing when you think about it of course Eichi was being eaten up by jealousy I would be too for god's sake imagine thinking you're getting closer to someone and then they pull a stunt like that. Why would he rather toy around with this boring weirdo who doesn't even know him like Eichi does that should've been Eichi stuck in that construction area with Wataru not Tomoya! It's only logical because Tomoya hasn't been through what they've been through together. And Eichi is petty and a menace and I still think it was overly dramatic and a tad bit of an asshole move to just leave Tomoya there because he was angry with him while Tomoya was just some guy roped into this without his will or knowledge but I get it. In a way I understand it. I think it's over the top but what is Eichi Tenshouin if not over the top and a little (or very) dumb sometimes and you know what they say about how love makes blind yeah I think that also applies to common sense there.

#See sanctuary was actually so good for Wataei because they communicated properly for once in their fucking life #the helicopter talk I mean where Eichi was sulking and Wataru reassured him that he still loved him very much <- liberally stated #very liberally stated #the road to getting there was long but hey they talked #which is nice #and I think it also speaks for Wataru that he also didn't even mind that they just flew off without Tomoya #poor Tomoya was literally the biggest loser in that situation #not a single win counted on his side #he lost that war #Wataei are so perfect for each other have you ever seen two people more perfect for each other #again I'm starting to gush i will quiet now but oh they just. #giggling and kicking my legs they are so. waugh <333 #wataei #a little disclaimer btw it could very well be that I'm a tad delusional about this because of my bias towards them so. #always take things I say with a grain of salt it pains me so to speak these words but I am not necessarily a reliable source