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wannaeatramyeon · 9 months
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Ryuhei Kuroda x Reader: Moon and Tide
F!Reader. Colleagues to Lovers. Mitsuki leaves, Ryuhei has some realisations.
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Ryuhei experiences his first heartbreak at nineteen.
(In truth, his heart had broken time and time again with his unrequited love. Each time that Mitsuki dismisses him, each time he saw her with Shiba Inu.
But each time he used to see her, he also fell in love all over again too.)
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Shortly after Sinu Han leaves, Mitsuki also departs.
"What?!" Ryuhei slams both fists down on the boardroom table, "Then I quit." 
"Haven't you harassed her enough? She obviously doesn't want you to follow." Samuel Seo gazes over the top of his glasses, smirk on his face and relishing the blonde's distress.
"Watch your mouth." Ryuhei snarls, low and menacing, a clear warning as any.
"Samuel is right," Eugene is calm, voice even. "Please respect Mitsuki's wishes this one time." Unlike all the other times you've ignored her boundaries does not need to be said.
The room stills at his words. The chairman has spoken, although it does nothing to dissipate the tension. The air hangs heavy. Like an elastic band stretched taut, to its limits. 
Samuel observes Mandeok tensing and Ryuhei’s nostrils flaring, and he wonders who will break first.
Ryuhei's eyes flit around the room. The silence, lack of support, from Kenta or even yourself is damning.
"Fuck you," he hisses. Leaving, not wanting to be here a second longer.
The door slams, reverberating off the walls.
"My apologies for Ryuhei's interruptions," Eugene gestures to you, "In Mitsuki's absence, Y/N will take on her duties and title."
You give a curt nod to the rest of the room, acknowledging your promotion, but your eyes stay glued to Ryuhei's empty seat.
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To both of your surprise, you're the first one to reach out.
(You like to think it’s you fulfilling your new duties as president. The alliance, the uncomplicated relationship you always had with Ryuhei helped too.)
Gently knocking on his room door, calling his name. The voice, the tone, the pitch pulls him out of his mood. Briefly, for a second, before he realises the two of you sound nothing alike.
"Go away," 
He watches you respond by jiggling the handle aggressively. So much so that the entire door shakes then a second later - it opens with you striding in.
"That's handy," Ryuhei, lying in bed, glances over at you rearranging the pins back into your hair, "And a complete invasion of my privacy."
"Like you ever cared about anyone's privacy,"
Right. Another jab about Mitsuki. One that he used to take on the chin because it's true, he's not ashamed. He pines after her openly, certain that everyone in 2A would have heard of his antics by now, if not the whole of Workers.
Tonight is a different story. It's less the wound being raw and tender and more Ryuhei is missing an entire limb.
How can she leave without saying goodbye?
He misses her.
Ryuhei throws the covers over his head.
The message is clear though not enough to drive you out or to muffle your voice.
"You have 3 days to get yourself together, then I need you by my side."
Fuck off he wants to say. But what's the point anymore? 
"I have negotiations that could go wrong. I need all the manpower I can get my hands on."
Like you wouldn't be able to handle it by yourself, a small voice in his brain retorts.
Whatever. This, Workers, everything has all been a complete waste of his time.
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Ryuhei was officially Mitsuki's bodyguard, and it makes sense that his duties now extend to you.
Everything else thus far has transitioned smoothly, except your current dilemma: how do you deal with a bodyguard that doesn't want to guard you?
After the three days, you barge in at the crack of dawn and try to wrestle him out of bed. Out of the room that stinks of despair and depression.
A one sided obsession that has run its course, ended in the best way it could. You don't voice these thoughts out loud.
Ryuhei is a dead weight in your arms, childish and insolent and completely unhelpful. 
He's a grown man. There's little you can do.
Your lips crease thin with fury but no words spill forth.
You leave without him.
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It's a full week later that Ryuhei musters up enough energy to crawl out of bed, throwing on something half presentable to stretch his legs.
Wandering the corridors, guilt creeps over him when he sees you talking to Kenta, right arm bandaged and in a sling.
Kenta nods at his friend's reappearance, you ignore him completely.
Well. He supposes he deserves that.
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Seeing you kick starts a little change. 
Not a lot, enough to get Ryuhei out of bed every day and put up an appearance of semi-normality. Key word: semi.
He slumps over a desk half the time, willing away the hours by fiddling with the edges of papers and documents, heart aching.
(A small part of him, maybe the most pathetic part, wants to doodle Mitsuki's name over and over.)
Other times he takes to training with a ferocity that surprises himself.
The only moments he feels anything other than a hollowness is when he's by your side. Eyes constantly attracted to your broken arm. 
Steel pins, Kenta had mentioned, face grim as he clicks his lighter, adding that it was only thanks to your quick thinking the executives of Workers made it out alive.
Huh, it was that bad?
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The guilt builds, claws under his skin and at his conscience. Could have sworn you were ambidextrous except now he watches you struggle with your dominant hand out of action. 
He's not sure if it's out of stubbornness or forgetfulness that you have used chopsticks all week. Albeit your dexterity has vastly improved since Monday, watching you is nothing short of exasperating.
Ryuhei’s peace offering comes in the form of a spoon.
You've barely exchanged words since that day where you tried to hoist him out of bed. Only on a needs-must basis. Terse and to the point.
You were thoroughly pissed off and everyone knew it.
Righteous in your anger at first. You had explicitly said that you needed all hands on deck, implicitly asked for his help and frustrated he couldn't separate his personal feelings enough to do his job when there are lives at stake. Over the past couple weeks, your ire has reduced, cooled until he is now nothing but a thorn in your side.
"Go on, just take it," The thorn in your side holds out the utensil.
You ignore him.
"Or else I could just feed you?" He offers, a hint of mischief returning to his eyes.
Ryuhei huffs when you tell him he can try if he wants a broken arm to match yours.
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Inch by inch, you thaw.
Would have thawed quicker if Ryuhei lessened his efforts to get back into your good graces, causing headaches and extra work more often than not.
Still, he tries. Following you around, part bodyguard, part puppy. You appreciate it in hindsight. It’s almost cute.
Little by little, he also regains the bounce in his step.
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Ryuhei tries once to contact Mitsuki.
She says she has no plans to return or to see him again.
She doesn't offer anything else.
He stays silent the whole time.
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Some may consider that a form of closure, Ryuhei isn’t sure. Things at least get slightly easier after that.
Once an all encompassing searing pain, the hurt and heartbreak eventually settles and dulls into a throb.
Normalcy becomes less of a facade.
Ryuhei flips off Eugene in earnest, tells Samuel Seo to eat shit with sincerity, struts 2A with his confident gait once more.
"Nomen," you nudge him lightly with your shoulder. Even with your mask on, he can hear the smile in your voice. "It's good to have you back."
"Yeah," he agrees. It is good to be back.
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Not everything is smooth sailing, however.
In his more melodramatic moments, in which there are many, Ryuhei vows never to love again, never to so much as gaze at another woman, and promises a lifetime of chastity.
You snort at the declarations.
"What?" He snaps and you pointedly return his gaze as he remains indignant, "You don't count."
You let that particular one slide but- "Who's going to sleep with you anyway, you're a pathetic asshole."
"A very handsome pathetic asshole," he corrects.
"Hmm." Yet you don't disagree.
It's only later that day, stuck in another godforsaken meeting with you and Eugene, when boredom strikes and his mind wanders that Ryuhei realises that you didn't refute his claim.
He watches you, head tilted and eyebrows furrowed.
Huh.
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Ryuhei doesn't care about you, not like he cares about Mitsuki. Though he doesn't care about anyone the same way he cares (cared?) about her.
It's not personal.
His relationship with you has always been easy, flirtatious without intent. 
Sharp words and double entendres litter your conversations. Fun during the better moments, aggravating during others. Skin deep, superficial. He doesn't know you beyond the limits of your words, not really, and the experience is mutual.
Others have commented on your strength and character before. Formidable. A force to be reckoned with.
Even more have taken note of your looks, a common water cooler topic. 
To Ryuhei, you're like the moon. Sure you're nice to look at. Yet when Mitsuki is the stars and beyond; dazzling, glittering with untold adventures, how can anyone possibly compare?
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(In the end, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Though not in the way Ryuhei expects.)
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He carries out his new bodyguard tasks without complaint. 
It only made sense with your arm out of commission, and him technically and almost literally being your right hand man, that he carries your bag, your coffee too. Really, whatever you need.
What’s more, he now knows you take your coffee exactly like him. Quadruple shot, milky and disgustingly sweet.
Spends more time scrolling on your phone than a president probably should.
Hate sitting with your back to the door. And in meetings where there are no other options, Ryuhei makes sure to position himself opposite instead of being next to you. Himself sat where you would have preferred. One eye on any potential dangers, and giving a reassuring, roguish smile that eases your worries.
Bags under your eyes naturally mean a poor night’s sleep. Bags under your eyes and hair in a ponytail means you do not want to be here today. Something you would never voice out loud, but Ryuhei can read you anyway. 
On those days, he makes sure he’s always one step ahead and extra considerate. He’s not completely altruistic, he also doesn’t want to be shouted at again.
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The emptiness still comes and goes, catches him out when he least expects it. Usually he feels Mitsuki’s absence more than remembers her presence.
Ryuhei notices you a bit more too, these days. Ever since your offhand agreement.
The way you say his name is nothing like how she used to. The way you look at him is nothing like how she used to. 
It’s actually warmer.
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“You fucking idiot,” your tone is a complete contrast to your gentle hands, now completely healed and bandaging up his instead.
Ryuhei pouts with mock hurt and you roll your eyes. You will not give him sympathy, not for this.
(A yelp diverted your attention earlier today, and you rushed to find Kenta holding his lighter and Ryuhei cradling his own hand, wincing in pain.
You took one look at the two guilty faces and realised that the blonde moron wanted to learn how to set his finger alight like Kenta without hurting himself.
Ryuhei is one thing, but you expected better from Kenta. You turn to him, disappointment painted on your face and tell him exactly that.
“What about me!” Ryuhei had the audacity to pipe up. You roughly snatched his wrist and dragged him away.)
“Don’t set yourself on fire again,” you punctuate each word by sharply jabbing him in the chest with your finger.
Ryuhei flutters his eyelashes at you in a way he thinks must be quite charming and endearing. Who knows where the hell he got that idea from. You’re tempted to gouge out his eyes more than anything.
Somehow, you manage to resist. You also refrain from rolling your eyes at him again.
(You worry if you do that anymore, they might get permanently stuck and never return back to normal.)
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Ryuhei studies his injured hand. Lying in bed, other hand behind his head, holding it up into the direct path of the silver moonlight cutting through the darkness.
He moves it, angles it this way and that. Letting the highlights and shadows illuminate your neat handiwork.
Something about this makes him feel funny. A little light headed.
He can’t recall the last time anyone touched him so kindly. Can’t recall anyone ever taking care of him when he’s been hurt before.
If he squints and looks at the neat little knot just right, he can almost see a heart shape.
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It’s odd.
Were you always this flirtatious? Was he always this coquettish with you?
Did you always return his taunts with such a sparkle in your eyes?
When did you start having so many inside jokes, your own moments snickering together?
And it’s like he can finally see you. No longer subjected to his previous tunnel vision, he finally understands what everyone has been saying.
You’re much more stunning than Ryuhei remembers.
He also doesn’t remember your smile making him feel this way before.
Lastly, he remembers saying ‘you don’t count’. His words have come back to bite him.
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Ryuhei wakes up at his usual time on a Wednesday.
It’s a nothing special sort of day.
Slinks out of his bed like he usually does, goes about his day as he usually does, teases you with intention and a quickened pulse. Which… ok, that one is new.
All in all. It’s fine. It’s an unremarkable Wednesday.
Except the dull ache in his chest, one he has had to endure for the last couple months, isn't there anymore.
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There’s a different type of guilt at play.
First-
When you’re used to something for years and years, it takes time to break out of a habit. For the first time, Ryuhei begins to see his attachment to Mitsuki as the unhealthy obsession that it is. 
He’s not fully ready to pick this apart just yet.
Second-
How do you separate a rebound from something real? That you’re not just a replacement, a new person to pass the time?
And that idea, that you’re a replacement for anything, shocks him. It’s unimaginable to think of you as a passing fancy because you deserve so much better.
That really should have given him an inkling. 
On the other hand. When Ryuhei has only surrounded his love life with the one red flag, and himself being the other red flag too… he has a lot to learn.
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Unfortunately you did get one thing right: Ryuhei is pathetic. His baseline personality is an absolute simp. 
Maybe it would have been different if his informative years played out differently. Alas.
Alone, he tries to dissect his thoughts and feelings. In your company, he is much more simple. Constantly wanting to capture your attention, which you give easily and with minimal conditions. 
Ryuhei can now read you like the back of his hand, knows your preferences so well that he’s able to anticipate your needs before they develop into needs. Wants, at best. Perhaps not even that.
And when other people look at you, the desire shown easily on their face that he has tried to tamper down, his possessiveness and jealousy flares.
Unsubtle shoulder barges and sneers are thrown in their direction.
But Ryuhei is nothing if not patient. He supposes it won’t be so bad if you turn him down and you’re happy with someone else.
He’s used to that.
Giving you the opportunity to turn him down though, he’s not sure yet how to go about.
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Conveniently, an opportunity does arise.
Celebrating the new Fifth Affiliates, Eugene had said, showing his face at the gathering for about ten minutes before leaving. 
Then the two newbies, who Ryuhei doesn’t bother to get the names of because he sure as hell doesn’t want to know anyone with tacky ‘H’ tattoos (on their forehead and neck for crying out loud!), leave shortly after.
Ryuhei also considers it a small victory when Samuel Seo departs, after a very witty verbal sparring to see who can tell each other to fuck off in increasingly creative ways.
“You’re so fucking juvenile,” you sigh, though you begrudgingly admit that you were impressed throughout that display.
“At least I got the last word in,” Ryuhei grins, giving the finger to Samuel’s retreating back.
The room empties out at a quicker rate now that the non-mandatory, completely optional (if you want to keep your job) gathering is devoid of the more severe senior management.
No more than another 30 minutes pass and only you and Ryuhei remain. Two small figures in an oversized room, full of empty tables but one.
Ryuhei rests one elbow on the table, propping up his head and looks at you with a cocky smile.
“Remember when I said I’m never going to gaze at anyone ever again? That was a lie.”
“Really.” You deadpan, resisting once more the urge to roll your eyes. It might be the most difficult thing you have ever had to do.
“I lied when I said you don’t count too.”
Ryuhei, for all his flaws, has only ever been forthright with his emotions. In his own roundabout and very sex-pest way with Mitsuki, though he did confess in the end. As for right now, well, he has learned his lesson.
You give him a response he didn’t expect.
“I think you should spend more time on your own first.”
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Ryuhei is immediately placed on a leave of absence the next day.
You explain clearly to him as he sits opposite, his very official letter scrunched in his fist and feeling extremely petulant, that while you do like him, he needs some distance to everything.
He only hears the first part. You like him? You? Like? Him? The words swim round and round in his mind.
“Ryuhei,” you snap your fingers and him out of his daze.
“Then what’s the problem?” he whines.
“Don’t make me into another Mitsuki,” Ryuhei opens his mouth to argue that he won’t, there is no way- 
“Ryuhei,” you repeat his name again in an authoritative tone that leaves no room for argument. Echoing your words from yesterday. “You need to spend more time on your own. This is non negotiable.”
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Ryuhei sulks like there is no tomorrow.
Tries to manifest you outside his door but to no avail. He doesn’t see you at all.
That just about surmises his first week.
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The week after, he thinks about you. How strange that you started as colleagues, almost friends first. How well he actually knows you.
Now months after Mitsuki has left, Ryuhei can only piece together fragments of her.
Even still, he had never seen the whole picture. He never knew her in her entirety, only the portrait he painted.
What becomes exceedingly clear is his one sided behaviour.
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The fog, the rose tinted glasses fully lifts in the fourth week.
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The sixth week he carefully pries open the past.
Gently picks apart what he wasn’t ready to before.
Moments of self reflection are painful, embarrassing. If the earth could open up and swallow him whole, he would gladly take it.
He still feels something for Mitsuki, though pertaining more to the remorse and shame side rather than anything else.
In an ideal world, he would seek her out and offer an apology for his past behaviour. However, in the real world, that only helps to alleviate his own conscience. 
He has already reached out once before and she has given her answer.
Nothing else from Ryuhei now would benefit either party.
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Two full months later, Ryuhei sees you once again at work.
Your smile still makes his heart flutter and brain short wire.
Except he can now see you as a whole person, all your flaws and faults too. What he used to ignore with Mitsuki, blinded by his obsession. 
His feelings for you don't change.
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Ryuhei wonders when he started to like you.
Thinks his heart liked you before his brain even realised. When the time is right, he needs to apologise for how long it took him to fully catch up.
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He remembers thinking of you as the moon once, paling in comparison to the stars and the great beyond. 
That wasn’t quite fair. Wasn't accurate at all.
If you are the celestial body, luminous and hung high in the heavens by the gods themselves, then Ryuhei considers himself the tide.
He understands now, with its lunar radiance, there is nothing that comes close.
Quite simply: 月が綺麗ですね
(The moon is beautiful, isn't it?)
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At twenty, Ryuhei experiences real love.
Experiences what it truly means to love and to be loved.
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devil-of-books · 2 years
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Geralt, sharpening his sword:
Jaskier, sneaking up on him from behind and jumping onto him and hugging him: HII
Geralt, who definitely sensed His Bard but didn’t want to stop him because he secretly likes it: *grunts*
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saltybenchday · 9 months
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saving this. forever. ok bye.
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‘When where…wait’ and ‘is she here?’ Same energy and that energy is ✨disaster✨
🩷Kayjay and Holly disaster sisters 5ever 🩷
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yanyandere · 1 month
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firefly wedding (ホタルの嫁入り) // support the artist (eng)
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flaccid-rats · 1 year
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Instead of people forcibly making Din Djarin their friend like it’s been for the past two seasons, this season is all about Din Djarin forcibly making Bo-Katan his friend and I think that’s funny as fuck
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THE BEST OF PRIORITY: TUCHANKA (PART 2)
Featuring: Cmdr. Sophie Shepard, Lt. James Vega, EDI, Urdnot Wrex, and Dr. Mordin Solus With: Urdnot Bakara And a Special Guest Appearance by: Kalros, Mother of All Thresher Maws I MADE A MISTAKE! I made a mistake... big picture made of little pictures- too many variables. Can't hide behind statistics... can't ignore new data- my responsibility. Need to go- running out of time. Not your work, not your cure- not your decision. Had to be me- someone else might have gotten it wrong... Mass Effect 3: Legendary Edition (2021)
#mira makes gifs ✨#sophie shepard#james vega#EDI#urdnot wrex#mordin solus#mass effect#mass effect 3#me3#mass effect legendary edition#dailygaming#i'm gonna continue the rambles in the part 2 gifset but one of the things i adore about tuchanka is the scenic shots#there are literally so many gorgeous ones that about half of part two is scenic shots because holy fuck tuchanka is beautiful#the kalros reaper ones especially? like those are so cool i had to include at LEAST a few of them bc that fight is awesome#and when the cure disperses?? literally the prettiest scene in the game#EDI and james have really cute dialogue together too!! i adored their moments towards the end of the mission#although i did say i was gonna give thoughts on mordin in sur'kesh and i think it boils down to him being an okay?? character in my book#like mordin definitely isn't one of my favorites but i will respect that he's definitely a very complex character and he's interesting imo#especially in terms of how he's written and his motivations/how he sort of grows and evolves over both ME2 and ME3#like the quote i subquoted the post with is the one you get when you try to stall him from going up into the tower#(so it's not from soph's canon- but i love the scene so i used it anyways)#and one of the things i really like is that you can see the switch from mordin in ME2 who argues that what he did was RIGHT#versus mordin in ME3 who is starting to see what was wrong in the context of all the new information he has#and for me- seeing a character who can grow to recognize that they're flawed and made mistakes- i can respect the HELL outta that#even if mordin isn't my favorite character in the trilogy i'm gonna give him massive props for his character growth arc#because it's always interesting to see someone grow and recognize their mistakes and find a way to be a better person#to own their mistakes and fix the shit that they fucked up#i don't think i'd ever choose the option to not cure the genophage but mordin will always get props from me for his character arc tbh#i'll stop rambling now! have a good day wherever you are <3
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jinxedshapeshifter · 2 years
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K so apparently some people on Twitter got upset that people saw Future Growth as romantic.
Here's the thing: an analysis of both Espio and Silver's characters and their interactions will tell you why people don't view it as platonic and see it romantic instead.
I'm going to be specifically discussing IDW and game canon here, as the two are intertwined (with the games up to Forces being canon to the IDW comics).
I did multiple analyses on these two goofballs on an old blog. Espio is NEVER that open. He's only ever opened up to Silver, at least to the extent he did in Future Growth.
It's also worth mentioning how in tune with Silver's emotions Espio is compared to everyone else.
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Literally how the hell is Espio the only one who noticed something was off about Silver’s behavior and mood
You'd think with how often Silver and Sonic cross paths Sonic would take notice of Silver's emotional state, I mean, look at his expression in the second panel. Nobody but Espio noticed something was off about Silver. As far as we know, Espio doesn't really spend a ton of time around Silver, and he definitely isn't around him as much as Sonic or Amy.
It's ALSO worth noting that Espilver originated from Sonic Rivals 2. Espio didn't hesitate to help Silver. He will hesitate if he's weary of one of Vector's plans. And even if you just look at how Espio behaved at the end of Sonic Rivals 2, he is never nervous. But explaining what Silver was doing? He just ignores Vector after a certain point.
The reason Future Growth came off as romantic to people is because it's the first time Espio is seen really opening up, and it's to Silver. Not Vector, who (along with Charmy) he's closest to. Silver.
Also, Silver (from my memory) hasn't hugged anyone besides Espio, and Espio would probably stab anyone else who tries to hug him (although to be fair Silver did catch him off guard lol. Still, Espio was messing with a kunai literally right before that and probably could’ve stabbed him if he wanted to).
Even outside of that, with their past interactions, of course it's not gonna be viewed as platonic. He and Espio were good friends and had built up a pretty good relationship in Rivals 2.
Basically, if you're like "why are people viewing this as romantic????" you should go back and look at how they’ve interacted in the past. How Espio acts when Vector asks him about Silver at the end of Sonic Rivals 2 comes off as a parent prying you for information on a crush (and I do think this is exactly what that was given the fact that Espio could’ve literally just explained Silver’s motives and Vector probably would’ve accepted it lol). How they interact prior to Future Growth can come off as romantic or a crush. Hell, this angsty wattpad lookin thing exists.
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For context, here’s the full cover that’s from:
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They never went on a mission together in the Zombot Arc, which is where that image comes from. However, Silver did work with Whisper. Why is this worth bringing up? Espio worked alone, Cream and Gemerl worked together, Rouge and Metal Sonic were just there, Tails and Amy worked together, and Knuckles stayed on Angel Island to watch the Master Emerald. Not to mention how much the Espio and Silver thing looks like a fucking Wattpad cover compared to the other ones??? Anyway, it’d make more sense for Espio to be the lone one and Whisper to be on the same panel(?) as Silver, but they didn’t do that.
I don’t think any of what has been done with Espio and Silver was done just to show that they’re friends. It genuinely feels like there are subtle hints at something more between these two, even down to the (really subtle??) implication that Silver’s gonna stay in the present and chill with Team Chaotix my explanation for which you can find here).
Without context, yeah, I can completely understand why you might question why people see Future Growth as romantic. But when you look at how they act with each other prior to that, it does start to make sense.
The IDW angsty Wattpad fanfiction cover is weird. At that point in the comics, Espio and Silver hadn’t even interacted much, and since they’d never gone on a mission together as a pair, it doesn’t make sense why they’d be paired off like that.
Espio’s behavior at the end of Sonic Rivals 2 is weird. He never tiptoes around questions that should be easy to answer like that.
Espio opening up to Silver specifically, while not necessarily weird, is quite telling.
I’m not saying Espilver is canon. However I am saying there’s like zero explanation for why they’re always paired together if Blaze isn’t around (in which case Silver is paired with Blaze instead of Espio. I view that as different because I think Blaze views Silver more as a little brother than anything, and they’ve also spent more time together visibly compared to Espio and Silver).
So basically, if you think it’s weird that people view Future Growth as romantic, there are more hints at Espio and Silver liking each other romantically than you think.
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un-pearable · 1 year
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shadow link for my good pal @hirosheart :]
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castieldelamancha · 10 months
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SUMMARY :
The one where Dean Winchester, a thirty-something years old mechanic, discovers, for better or for worse, that those old tales about an angel and a demon sitting on your shoulders, messing with your choices, were actually real all along.
TAGS ( i will add more if i have to later on, so keep an eye on them):
Strangers to friends to lovers / Angst and fluff / AU / a+ father john winchester/ self deprecating Dean / slow build (kinda, not really) / mentioned past Lisa / Dean
RATING (for now): Mature.
read here on ao3.
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sayorseee · 2 years
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Has anyone mentioned that Bucky went from "nothing can happen to me I'm way to important!" To standing on the front lines of alien invasion, ready to be the 'cheer'leader they're looking for, even going down to Zombie Containment with them!
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shadowedvalesa · 1 year
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friendly reminder!
given my jane does not date mike, and their relationship is only canon up until the end of season two: she reaches out to max on her own accord! i hate that they only became friends because jane was having boy troubles?? and in context i can kinda understand it because she doesn’t know who else to turn to, and it’s all still relatively new to her but…. no.
i do believe her snubbing max was very in character. she was confused; this random girl showed up, started hanging closely around the boy she thinks the world of. when she makes her big entrance into the byers’ to return to her friends and family, this random girl is also there. one girl amongst those boys, and she immediately thinks max is replacing her. but after the gate is closed, and the chaos of it all concludes, jane has some time to think about her feelings and place in the party. realising she is not in love with mike, she gives max another chance. i don’t think there would be much communication until what we see in season three because i believe all that is very important to her story. however, i believe they would know one another to a degree that when jane does reach out to her, it’s not awkward or out of the blue.
jane! approaches! max! at! the! snowball! she does not spend all her time with mike. she sees all her friends ( including jonathan and nancy ) and spends as much time as she can with each of them. and then after some time, she asks nancy to pour her two cups, and approaches max with one of them. she more or less shoves the drink under the girls face, trying to start a conversation though a little unsure how. they do get to know one another a bit there. it’s strained and somewhat odd, but it’s a start!
i also figure that when the party visits jane in the cabin ( because they all visit her. not just mike ) max might tag along a few times. probably with lucas. jane has no objection to this, and there they start kindling something akin to a friendship. jane, after some time, then approaches max because she wants to get to know her better. she straight out asks if she’d like to be proper friends, and it begins from there! also on this note, this all begins pre three, so they have some time to properly get to know one another before all the shit starts. also meaning they go to starcourt mall way earlier; always thought even just a month before the first episode begins. and because of that, jane goes to starcourt a few times on her own. because breaking the rules, makes her own rules behaviour. <3 and we are very aware she can catch a bus on her own!!
mind you, this is my canon default regarding their relationship, but to whoever writes as max, i do not expect you to change anything! although let it be known that i will not write jane going to max purely because she has boy troubles. because a. she isn’t even with mike as the show portrays thus making that storyline void in my canon. and b. it’s never sat right with me! i just think there could have been much better ways for them to begin their friendship as opposed to her wanting something.
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ghost-proofbaby · 8 months
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OMG A STEVE ENEMIES TO LOVERS FIC??? i need him to be equally as mean if not even meaner to us bc i live for that LMFAO 😭😭 im so excited u execute that trope sososo well ahhh
oh he’ll for sure be mean but i don’t know about being meaner 😭 for cherries jubilee it’s a lot more “we got off on the wrong foot as coworkers and now we’re just being dicks to each other because that’s how it has to be… right?”
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kiyokokaguya · 2 years
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𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 [ … ] 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄,
bold what applies - italicise sometimes - (*) equals tag ramble.   repost,  don’t reblog. Tagged by @followrpmadness
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fights honorably / fights dirty
prefers close - quarters / prefers range
chats during / goes silent
low pain tolerance / high pain tolerance *side note
attacks in bursts / attacks steadily
goes for the kill / aims to disarm / fights defensively / strikes first
is provoked easily / provokes their opponent / teases
gets visibly frustrated / shouts while attacking
uses strategy / focuses on the battle / experiences conflicting thoughts during battle
rushes in recklessly / tries to read their opponent before engaging
fights wildly / fights calmly / fights apathetically / fights with anger / fights with excitement
fights because they have to / fights because they want to
fights without regard to wounds / runs away when wounded / hides wounds / takes a blow to protect another
prefers a blade /  prefers a gun / prefers hand to hand combat / prefers a bow / prefers a shield / prefers a personalized weapon / prefers magic
their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental / their greatest weakness is emotional
transforms for battle / fights as they appear
relies on strength / doubts their strength / relies on speed
uses everything they have / proceeds with caution / hides their full potential
exhausts quickly / has high stamina
behaves arrogantly / brags after landing a hit / belittles their abilities
uses psychological tactics / uses brute strength
avoids civilians / strikes down civilians
damages surroundings / avoids damaging surroundings
signature fighting style / makes it up as they go
mastered skill - set / learning their skill - set *check the tags
fancy footwork / sloppy footwork
messy fighter / elegant fighter
accepts defeat / refuses defeat / begs for mercy
compliments their opponent  / insults their opponent
uses unnecessary movements / moves efficiently / barely moves
prefers to dodge / prefers to block
defends their blindside / has no blindside / leaves blindsides vulnerable
uses all available advantages / strictly uses one main method
plays around / holds back / fights ruthlessly / shows mercy
waits for an opponent to be ready / strikes when opponent isn’t ready
fears death / fears pain / fears killing
has ptsd / avoids fighting
has lost a fight / has won a fight
has killed / refuses to kill
wants to die standing / would succumb slowly
Tagging: I saw this on my dash most of the day, so if you didn't do it yet... Go on, what're you waiting for?
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starqueensthings · 2 months
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Crosshair then:
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*gives the kid a gun*
*follows her through the halls*
*begs her for a plan*
*lets her take the lead*
Me, openly weeping on the couch at 4 am : ✨ character growth ✨
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theambitiouswoman · 7 months
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How to Be The ✨Main Character✨ of Your Life 👑
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Figure out, decide and commit to the life you want.Both short term and long term. Break these goals down into small steps.
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Connect deeply with others. Genuine relationships add richness to life.
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Life will have its ups and downs. Resilience is the ability to bounce back from setbacks and keep moving forward.
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oh god is this how *insert long fic writer who posts on a schedule* feels like?
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