#Geno makes everyone look so small

[malkinspenguins]

Some favorite screenshots from Kris’ night! Love that Sid made sure he got the game puck for Tanger! Also, Geno makes everyone look so small.

#kris letang #1kris #tanger's 1000th game #sid geno and tanger #Kris Letang 1000 #Geno makes everyone look so small

[elainebursts]

⋆.ೃ࿔ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴋ - ⋆ 𝙋.𝘽.

⌗ sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ ⋆. 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙜𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙭 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙.

⌗ ɢᴇɴʀᴇ ⋆. 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛

⌗ ᴄᴡ! ⋆. 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙘𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙜𝙚, 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛

⌗ ᴀɴ! ⋆. 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙘!! 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮. 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚’𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧 𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 😭

the sounds of the basketball dribbling on the glossed floor of the court echo throughout the gym. pants and strident breaths escaping paige’s lips as she glides across the court, tossing the ball up against the backboard, watching it as it rolls down and circles the rim, tipping off the edge and falling to the ground. she’s quick to bend down, dribbling the ball and making a pass to nika, running down the court, wiping her hand across her forehead and collecting beads of sweat.

“paige!” geno shouts from across the gym, her shoes squeaking against the floor, her teammates’ heads all turning to look at her. the squeaking of paige’s shoes come to a halt as she turns on her heels, making her way to geno. “what’s up?” she pants out, wiping the sweat off her face. “are you doing okay? your game on the court hasn’t been so hot lately.” he mumbles too her, his glance meeting hers as she stands there, hands on her hips as her mouth is agape, shallow yet heavy breaths leaving her lips.

“yeah. yeah im good.” she nods, her brows knitting together. “have a seat.” he huffs, grabbing his cup of coffee and clip board making his way to sit down. paige pinches her nose, plopping down beside him. “m’sorry, just been stressed.” she murmurs under her breath as she turns her head to look at geno, analyzing his face as he nods.

a few twenty minutes pass, practice coming to an end as everyone packs their things, heading to the locker room. geno pats paige’s shoulder, “take a break will ‘ya?” he smiles jokingly, chuckling as he walks out. paige bites the inside of her cheek, nodding as she grabs her bag, skipping past the locker room and heading to her dorm where her girlfriend, y/n, should be waiting.

paige unlocks the door, walking in and closing the door with her foot. dropping her bag to the floor as she makes her way to the bedroom where y/n lays on the bed, her feet in the air, and stomach pressed into the mattress. paige smiles softly, moving behind y/n and pulling her legs down, moving to lay on top of her back. y/n is caught by surprise, “paige..” she whispers, giggling softly, “when did you walk in?” she asks. “just now.” paige mumbles into her neck, inhaling the coconut scent of y/n’s hair.

y/n moves her hand behind her, pushing paige off of her so she can roll on her back, moving a pillow under her head as paige rolls back on top of her. paige’s head crooks into the crevice of y/n’s neck, moving around to get comfortable. “paige you’re all sweaty.” y/n huffs. an incoherent sentence falls from paige’s lips as she buries her face deeper into y/n’s neck. y/n wraps her arms around paige, kissing her temple. “what’s wrong baby?” y/n asks. “tired.” paige’s groans in y/n’s ear.

y/n's fingers trace small shapes against paige’s back, a soft smile displayed on her lips as she hums to paige comfortingly. “how was practice, baby?” y/n hums, kissing paige’s temple as she waits for a response. paige shrugs her shoulders, “okay..” she whispers, shaking her head. y/n lets out a huff of desperation, wanting to help paige in any way she can. y/n rolls paige off of her, rolling her eyes jokingly as paige lets out an unsatisfied groan. “im gonna go start you a shower, okay?” y/n whispers, nodding towards paige as she makes her way to the bathroom.

not even five minutes pass before y/n is back in the bedroom to get paige’s clothes, laying them out on the counter of the sink, “you go shower and i’ll make you something to eat..” y/n mumbles, smiling at paige softly as she kisses her forehead. y/n analyzes paige’s every move towards the bathroom, watching as her shoulders tense when she gets up from the bed, an annoyed groan falling from her chapped lips.

as y/n makes her way to the kitchen, grabbing a pot from the cupboard and filling it halfway with water. she places the pot on the stove eye, heating it to high as she waits for the water to boil, before slowly pouring in the macaroni.

twenty-five minutes has passed and the running water in the bathroom comes to a stop, rustling noises of someone scurrying around can be heard from y/n’s place in the kitchen. soft footsteps elicit from the bedroom, growing louder as they approach the kitchen. two hands find y/n’s hips, a chin resting on her shoulder. “you smell nice.” y/n giggles, inhaling paige’s vanilla and pine scent from her damp hair.

paige smiles softly, placing a kiss to y/n’s cheek, “mac and cheese?” she smiles softly as she looks down into the pot, watching as y/n adds the cheese powder, mixing it around slowly. paige’s attention falls back onto y/n, her eyes glancing down at her neck every few seconds. on impact, paige’s lip attach to the soft skin of y/n’s neck, placing soft kisses against her neck. “paige!” y/n perks up, alarmed by the sudden affection. y/n’s head then turns around slowly, looking up at paige as she shoos her away, “go sit down!” she giggles, watching as paige rolls her eyes playfully, shaking her head as she moves to sit in a bar stool, leaning back and getting comfortable.

another ten to fifteen minutes passed, a tray gliding across the granite of the counter over to paige. a bowl of mac and cheese in front of her, along with a small serving bag of chips, and a pack of jello. paige smiles softly, looking at y/n thankfully. “whatcha want to drink, baby?” y/n proposes, smiling sweetly at her girlfriend. “can i just have some water..” paige whispers, watching as y/n nods her head, grabbing a glass and walking to the fridge. she places the glass in front of paige, smiling. “thank you.” paige mumbles, grinning ear to ear as y/n makes her way behind paige, pressing a kiss to her back, and then one up her shoulder.

“you’re too good for me, ya’know that?” paige whispers, taking a bite of her macaroni as she looks at y/n. y/n shrugs softly, “how so?” she murmurs, “just—all of this, you didn’t need to do this for me..” paige shrugs, shaking her head, “yeah i didn’t need too, but i wanted too.” y/n smiles, kissing paige’s arm. “i’ll be in the bedroom when you’re done.” y/n mumbles, patting paige’s back softly as she walks to the bedroom.

y/n lies on her side, phone in her hand as she scrolls through instagram. paige walks in, closing the door behind her as she makes her way to lay behind y/n. the mattress dips down as paige sits on the bed, curling under the comforter and wrapping her arms around y/n’s waist, spooning her.

y/n smiles softly, relaxing under paige's touch. paige presses a kiss to y/ns head sweetly, watching as y/n drops her phone on the other side of the bed, closing her eyes and pushing herself into paige. “you excited for the game tomorrow?” y/n whispers, tracing shapes on paige’s hand. paige lets out an annoyed groan, huffing as she pinches her nose, shaking her head. “not really.” she murmurs, “oh baby, you know you’re gonna do great!” you whisper, rolling over to face her, looking up in her eyes.

“yeah but—i can’t concentrate on things anymore, my week has been so stressful.” paige whispers, closing her eyes as y/n rubs her back soothingly. “im sorry, baby.” y/n pouts, pulling paige closer to her, scratching her nails up and down paige’s back. “im sorry it’s been so hard for you lately, p.” you mumble into her arm, pressing sweet soft kisses against the skin of her arm. paige’s grip around y/n tightens as she buries her face into y/n's hair.

y/n smiles softly, “it’s okay p, shh.” she hushes, holding paige close as paige slowly drifts off to sleep. “you’ll do great work, baby, i promise.” y/n whispers. paige smiles softly as she hums, holding y/n close, “i love you..” paige whispers, “thank you.” she continues. “i love you too baby.” y/n giggles softly, kissing paige’s arm.

- 𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚 ꨄ︎

#elainebursts #paige bueckers #uconn wbb #paige bueckers x reader #uconn women’s basketball #uconn huskies #paige bueckers fluff

[wcbblife]

Can you do a Paige x gfn!reader. OR HEADCANNONS

But her gfn is a gymnast for UConn? Ik they don’t have gymnastics but let’s just say they do😭

Like her gfn preforms in small Leo’s and does huge flips and Paige watches her with her team in a hotel room at an away game and they all cheer for you??

Paige x gymnast!reader

Whenever Paige watches you perform, her heart fills with pride. She wants to brag about you to everyone, like seriously she can't help but feel a rush of love every time you nail a routine, and she often is the one cheering the loudest from the stands which is super cute.

Loves to share pre-routine kisses and she swears that it'll help you relax but she really just wants a kiss. You always have to shoo her away because she WILL ruin your lipstick if you don't.

#1 cheerleader and she's never ashamed. Definitely would use pom-poms (only to embarrass you but she'll definitely get used to them). She's so unserious I feel like she would 100% wear a shirt with your face on it.

Since you guys sometimes have little to no time with each other and are away for competitions and games, she loves surprising you with little gestures of love like leaving hidden notes all over your gym bag and making sure you get food by ordering some food to your hotel room.

Trust she will have the most serious face to concentrate when you do a hard routine and will be gripping the armrest of her seat like her life depends on it whenever you are going to land a difficult trick. You always make fun of her because they catch her reaction on camera a lot when the media finds out you guys are dating. Like girl would be clutching her pearls when you actually do land them too.

Loves to watch you compete while she's away for games. Makes her feel calm to see you and it fires her up when you do a perfect session. She usually watches you alone and texts you as soon as you finish and when she watches with the team she will be prancing you around because she's just so proud of you. Like they'll have popcorn out and everything.

Despite your busy schedules, Paige makes sure to carve out time for romantic getaways whenever she can because although you two love your sports, it feels amazing just getting a secret getaway from the media and expectations.

Of course, being athletes, she also enjoys engaging in friendly competitions with you. From one-on-one basketball matchups after practices to impromptu gymnastics displays in the living room of her dorm, you two would get so competitive bc Paige would just NOT want to lose at all. Even if she looks hilarious trying to do flips (she fails every time).

On the rare chance you two get the same town or area at the same time for a game or competition she would be absolutely insufferable. Like she would beg whoever shares a room with you to trade even if it could get you guys in trouble just so she can sleep next to you.

Will get Geno mad because she would be late to practice because she was watching you either warm up, practice, or compete.

You two do rehab and recovery together. It's something she secretly loves because it's one thing you both can fully bond over. She gets super whiny and dramatic too.

Before you two came out as a public couple, she loved stealing kisses in the locker room after a game or sneaking off to a secluded corner of the gym for a quick makeout session. Like she just couldn't get enough of you.

Injuries are a constant worry for you two, especially for you. She always gets nervous after you land hard in your ankles or just have an overall bad routine. You on the other hand just want to wrap her up in bubble wrap because when she takes a particularly hard fall your heart stops completely. You two take turns in making sure your bodies are healing correctly.

She's OBSESSED with your body. Like girl is full of on salivating at your muscles most of the time. She absolutely loves to watch the way your muscles flex and ripple with every movement in your routines. Like it's something she's not ashamed of. It's frankly what caught her eye about you in the first place.

Lazy mornings after competitions or games>>>

Paige truly marvels at the strength and flexibility of your body. She traces the lines of your toned muscles with gentle touches a lot.

Loves to get home after a grueling practice or game and just melt under your hands since you know just how hard being a D1 athlete could be. She's truly a fool for you and only you.

After you guys are public she literally flexes you wherever she goes. Definitely keeps a pic in her wallet and when they ask her about TRUST she will go full detail about your career.

You loved when you two started hanging out because she knew NOTHING about gymnastics. She looked really cute trying to learn and you guys get closer when you suggest her to come to your competitions. Whenever you did huge flips and tricks she used to just sit back, jaw on the floor.

#wcbb #women's basketball #paige bueckers #paige bueckers x reader #uconn huskies #uconn wbb

[liyahin4k]

𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐲

(𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐖𝐌)

(𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐆𝐄 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑)

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐲-you being there every single step of the way for Paige when she got her injury.

Time froze for you as you watched Paige fall down everyone rushing towards her you quickly snapped out of it when kk dragged you to Paige.

You pushed through the crowd around her what hurts you knelt down and placed her head onto your lap my knee she cried you softly touched it making Paige pull away crying even more.

Ok ok you softly said then looked to geno and shook your head tell him she wouldn’t be able to play the rest of the game everyone help her up and sat her down a medic ran towards you too and took a look at her Paige not letting go of your hand.

It looks like you tore your ACL but I could be wrong it would be best for you to got to the hospital to be sure the medic told Paige she nodded and the medic walked away not before giving you and Paige a small smile.

There was nothing anyone could do so the game started again but this time everyone favorite player wasn’t with her team on the court you stood in front of her her arms wrapped around you waist as she cried into your stomach.

You softly held her letting her cry she then looked up too you what if i can’t play anymore she cried you felt tears fill your eyes.

You knew how much Basketball was her everything to you if she won so did she all she would talk about when you to were kids was about basketball and how how she was gonna be a star so seeing her like this broke you.

You pulled her closer as you started softly crying along with her.

You Paige along with her mom and dad were with you two at the hospital when the doctor confirmed the she had tore her ACL and that she needed surgery that made you a little nervous the surgery took a couple of hours by that time Paige’s parents had went to get some food leaving you alone with your thoughts.

The door was opened and Paige’s surgeon walked In along with Paige she did good but just to worn you she still a little high due to the drugs she told you as you walked towards Paige’s bed and held her hand.

You smiled thanking her as she left you too alone Paige slowly opened her eyes with a sigh she looked around when her eyes landed on you she moved her hand away from yours wh-who are you she mumbled moving away.

You tilted your head softly smiling who do you think I don’t know but you should leave because when my wifey gets here she’s not gonna like that your here she mumbled.

Wifey huh so your married you chuckled she softly smiled closing her eyes yep.

Well I don’t see a ring on your finger you said taking her hand back in yours her eyes shot open not yet but one day all you could do was smile you sound in love you asked sitting next to her I am she smiled have you ever been in love she looked at you.

I am you looked into her eyes widened who she gasped making you laugh..you you whispered her eyes widened really.

You nodded laughing I-I don’t even know you she mumbled dose the name Leah ring a bell you asked smiling.

Her eyes widened once again and rushed up and hugged you there you are she mumbled into your shoulder you rubbed her back smiling.

You paused when you heard her snoring Paige you asked but got no answer you chucked laying her back down letting her sleep.

Don’t push yourself told Paige as you to we’re both at her physical therapy if you’re not ready then you’re not ready you laughed looking down at her as she breath heavily.

I am she closed her eyes trying to catch her breath says the one still with crutches.you laughed, sitting next to her.

Paige you have plenty of time to heal besides your spot is still gonna be there when you come back you said laying your head on her lap she looked down at you you really think so.

I know so and they would be crazy to let go of their best player you smiled she smiled down at you pulling you into a kiss your the best she mumbled into the kiss.

I know you smiled





#paige bueckers #kk arnold #paige bueckers x reader #azzi fudd #lesbians #uconn huskies #uconn wbb #black reader

[1for5]

yes im changing

paige bueckers x reader

(paige x uconn psychology student!reader)

synopsis: with y/n being in a new environment, still facing rejection, how can she bounce back?

masterlist

chap 4

y/n pov:

okay scratch that. i would have to do all athletes. okay new research:

a comparative research on the academic resilience of students and students part of the basketball team in the university of connecticut.

much better. i can have more focus on the people in my research. and plus, the basketball teams are the most known in uconn, which could make them have different perspectives. but first.. i would have to ask their coach first. i may ask aubrey if she can bring me to their coach, his name is coach geno..?

after their training (and an hour of peyton giggling), i went up to aubrey and told her about my research.

“yeah! i could definitely ask coach geno, he’s in the other room though to get his stuff, but he’ll come back soon” aubrey replied with enthusiasm. “thats great! thanks aubrey. i would also have to ask the men’s basketball coach, but ill check tomorrow since its already late” i mentioned. aubrey and i got to talk a little bit more, aubrey asking me why i was even in their training the first place.

i said that peyton’s crush is in the team, which made aubrey laugh. when we both looked behind to peyton, we see her talking to azzi. smooth ass..

coach geno finally got out of the other room, and aubrey introduced me to him.

“oh coach! this is y/n, and she has a small favor to ask” aubrey says. “hello coach geno! i am a freshman taking psychology, and i wanted to ask if i could have your team to be part of my research” i smiled.

“what’s it about?”

“their resistancy in regards to their school work sir”

“will it hinder their skills?”

“no sir”

“how long will this take?”

“maximum of a month i believe, but it still depends”

“as long as the team says yes and it wont be a distraction, then im all for it. goodluck y/n, and welcome to uconn!” coach geno replied with a small smile. “thank you sir! it means a lot” i smiled back.

i went back to peyton, who was talking to azzi, and introduced me to her. azzi then introduced me to the other players— to nika, kk, paige, and caroline. i guess i still needed a formal greeting even with the event that happened yesterday.

i then proceeded to ask the whole team about my research idea, and they were all willing to help me. just needed to contact the men’s basketball team now.

after small talks, we all headed back to our dorms. i feel better with the team already, they’re all quite playful, just have to ignore that one blonde, paige. we haven’t talked a word to each other, and i won’t mind if we don’t talk at all.

when we arrived to the dorms area, we all bid our goodbyes to some of the members and the others headed to the same dorm building as me. turns out that everyone that has the same dorm as me lives on the same floor as me.. this will be fun. my “floormates” are nika, ashlynn, ice, kk, and paige. azzi along with caroline and the others were at another dorm building.

we all bid our goodnights, and aubrey and i went inside our dorm. we both were too tired, and got unready and head to our beds quick.

“goodnight y/n!”

“goodnight aubs”

the next week

the last days were great. men’s basketball team is on board with my research, and my introduction and rrl is surprisingly done.

today, i will start to interview the women’s basketball team, and i am thinking of doing observations with them as well— like having group study sessions and know their behavior and thoughts.

its now 2pm, two hours before the team’s training, which gives me enough time to interview some people. i text aubrey saying that im near their court, and was asking who i can interview first.

aubrey: paige is free

goddamn it.

oh well, let’s just get this over with. i open the court’s entrance, the team seeing me and greeting me.

“so, who can go first?” i ask the team, i really didn’t want paige, she will just give me negative energy for the rest of the day. she is always so.. negative towards me.

“i dont think we can.. coach wants us to do 25 laps as penalty! but since paige wasn’t there when the team was goofing around.. she’s free” azzi explained. “what did you guys even do that made coach geno be in fumes?” i asked.

“teased coach about paige dating on of his children.. they’re our age though” aubrey steps in. “oh id send you guys to 25 laps as well” i joked. “whatever!” azzi says.

i told paige to come with me the the bleachers, still being nonchalant.

“so where do we begin..” i hummed. i could feel that paige felt awkward

“name?” i started.

“paige bueckers”

“year?”

“im a junior”

she’s 2 years older than me.

“current gpa?”

“3.9”

not bad.

“workloard in school?”

“atleast 5 worksheets and 2 tests per week”

“can you finish them on time?”

“depends”

“what’s your hardest subject?”

“chemistry”

“favorite subject?”

“anatomy”

“okay that’s all for now. we still have more interviews in the future, and a possible group study session with the others. thank you!” i tell paige.

“thanks” paige coldly replies.

after an interview with aubrey, azzi, and the others, i wrapped it up, just in time for them to do their own preps before training. i was looking for a water dispenser as i was thirsty. i passed by the locker room and heard a voice.

“what is she even doing here? can’t she do her studies somewhere else? we don’t need her bro” the voice stated, which i think was pertaining to me.

“paige, just be kind. its a freshman’s research, you know how tough some professors are with the freshmans, they would have to give their best” another voice replied back.

“whatever, let’s just get to practice” paige scoffs. i rolled by eyes and realized that it was my signal to go, i didn’t want them to see me. i quickly got my water and got out of the court, thanking coach geno and the other members who were just sitting on the bleachers.

as i walk, i start to feel discouraged. i just want to do what’s best for me, and a person who doesn’t know me just talks bad about what im doing. i guess i just have to suck it up, i have no time for negativity anyways. just focus on being able to transfer to stanford.

uconn, your star is not-so shining to me.

- zo’s notes: hello, i hope everyone is enjoying reading my fic :)

#paige bueckers #paige bueckers fic #paige bueckers x reader

[katemartinismywife]

falling for you... again - a.f

☺︎ azzi fudd ☺︎ ☺︎ playing: honey by kehlani ☺︎

Geno just finished his rant after our hard loss against Texas. Throughout his entire speech, his main goal was our team chemistry, especially through the guards. He was basically yelling at Azzi and me the entire time.

Azzi and I weren't as close as we were with everyone else, but there's a great explanation for it. Azzi was my first everything back in high school. My dad was stationed in Washington, so we went to the same high school. We dated the entire time I was there, but we broke up when my dad got reassigned.

We never really talked about the breakup, we only really talked on the court. "Fudd and McKnight let me speak to you in the hall" Geno walked out with the two of us following him. "I don't know nor do I want to know the problem between you two, but you need to get it together. You two are going to need to be the best of friends by Monday or you both are riding the bench until I feel like you deserve to be on the court" Geno finished leaving Azzi and me to stare at the back of his body.

"I'm not reading the bench, so I guess we are going to have to figure this out" Nae spoke looking up slightly at Azzi. "Um. Yeah, sure. We can go to the mini fair they have tomorrow...I mean if you're good with it" Azzi tells her shuffling between feet awkwardly.

"Az you don't have to be awkward, our relationship ended three years ago" Nae shrugged. She was lying. She wanted nothing more, but to get back together with Azzi.

"You're right" Azzi smiled walking back into the locker room.

Here we go again...

The car ride to the fair was quiet. They didn't really talk to each other except the hi when Nae got into the car. Nae was the first to speak up as they walked into the park. "I thought we weren't being awkward anymore?" Azzi let out a small laugh. "I wasn't planning on it, but harder said then done"

Nae just nodded looking around. "How about we make a bet?" Azzi spoke walking over to the basketball hoop game. "I'm listening"

"Whoever wins has to do whatever the other person tells them for the rest of the night" Azzi smirks passing the basketball to Nae. "Deal"

Azzi went first making sixteen out of twenty three-pointers, and Nae went after making eighteen out of twenty three pointers. "You cheated, there's no way" Azzi smiled making Nae jump up and down gently pushing her.

Throughout the rest of the night, Nae made Azzi do small stupid tasks like eating a snow cone in two minutes and forcing her to ride rollercoasters with her. The two now set on the ferris wheel looking out the window.

"One last take Az"

"What is it," Azzi asked tiredly. "I want you to yell out how much better of a guard I am than you are" Nae smirked seeing the shock on her face. "If I say it we all know it isn't true" Azzi teased. "Are you serious?" Nae laughed pushing Azzi's shoulder.

"I am so serious... you can't guard me" Nae and Azzi gently pushed each other eventually stopping from how much their seat was shaking. "You're so lucky we are in the air" Nae smiled leaning her head on Azzi's shoulder.

"I missed you" Azzi whispered grabbing her hand and playing with Nae's rings. "I missed you too"

Nae looked up at Azzi making eye contact with her. "Is it bad that I want to kiss you?" Nae asked using her hand to gently caress Azzi's cheek. "Is it bad that I want you to?" Azzi leaned in closer to Nae's face placing a small but meaningful kiss on her lips.

Before Azzi could pull away Nae pulled her back in connecting their lips. Nae didn't want to take it too quickly so she pulled away after a couple of pecks.

The two sat in silence the rest of the ride allowing their conjoined hands to speak for their lack of words.

The start of a new chapter...

#wcbb #blackoc #wlw #oc #azzi fudd x reader #uconn wbb #uconn women’s basketball #uconn huskies #pazzi #paige x azzi

[abbythewritor]

'Fairness." One Piece x Saitama reader. 0

"Just a Normal girl looking for an everyday life. At least, if you call sailing across the seas with idiots with useless dreams a simple task, then you might wanna see a doctor. Seriously."

Warnings: Blood, gore, mentions of Luekimia, and heaps amount of blood and strength. It might be a little cursing, but not bad, and maybe some flirting in there, but it's mostly clean.

Other things:

-You didn't get bald due to your powers; you got bald to an extreme illness.

-You part of the straw hat crew, but others are interested in you and your power.

-Everyone that is a male is taller than you.

-Monsters from the OPM world will appear in One Piece, and I'll make some new monsters you will fight.

-I hope you enjoy my book and enjoy the prologue. :)

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The world is crazy....and boring.

Every human on this earth has advanced opportunities to grow, become successful, and be someone or something better.

Humans can go to college, date, be an actor, actresses, heck, even garbage men.

Some people, in many most eyes, are viewed as heroes, police officers, firefighters, heck, even people who are just doing a small amount of good.

When we look at the earth thoroughly and see the truth about life, anything and anyone has to start simple before they can become something more significant.

Heck, when life proceeds, and as human lives grow, excitement rolls up, the feeling of achieving something or living off of adventure.

That's what I wanted as a kid, to become firm, to have a life full of excitement, adrenaline, heck, even adventure.

But that all blew over one day when I discovered I had leukemia.

My family was devastated, as my excitement and dreams were gone in one instant.

You see, I grew up in a world where people can have incredible powers, who all fight all kinds of monsters, creatures, and even aliens that invade our earth. I was so inspired by them during my Kemo treatment that I acted like I was one of them, living in excitement and adventure; I wanted to grow and become something better.

But, at that time, I was getting worse; my hair was all gone, my bones were brittle, and the doc said I had little time to live.

Until one day, a man visited me...a tall, bald man, his suit a bright yellow color, his cap blowing like a guardian angel.

He protected me and my room from a monster, a monster giant his size.

His eyes were filled with boredom, anger as his eyes met mine, noticing I was just like him. He also noticed the stupid wires connected to me, especially a breathing tube, which caused his heart to grow weak.

The way the man looked back at the monster, killing it with a single punch, I felt surprised and scared?

His hand was near mine as he dropped some type of metal circle, which fell to the floor where his eyes met.

I sensed that something was bothering him, knowing he may have lost someone he cared about.

Without hesitation, I grasped the man's hand, which made him look at me.

He could sense my worry as my tiny feet stood on the bed, heading closer to him as he kneeled. "Mister, I'm sorry," I said as he kneeled down to me blankly. "Why are you sorry? I should be sorry for wrecking your room." My head shook. "It's just a room; you lost someone, didn't you?" His head tilted. "What do you mean-Oh." He realized what you were discussing as his hands picked up a metal ball. "He seemed important...did that monster kill him?" His eyes looked to you again, not knowing what to say as he hated to tell little ones lousy news. But, again, a hero doesn't lie, as this kind of stuff strikes the man in the heart."You're a smart one, Kid, and yes...his name was Genos; you pretty brave when that monster came; what's your name?" "Y/n. Y/n L/n, what's your name, Mister?" He smiled slightly. "Saitama, you have a nice name; we have unique styles; your hair is fabulous today, Y/n." He patted your head as you giggled with the feeling of his rubber gloves. "I don't have hair, neither do you, Mister Saitama; how did you lose your hair?" "Hmm.." He looked up to his head, then back to you, "A monster ate it." Your eyes widened. "No way, really? Was the monster you just beat up the one that ate your hair?!" Saitama chuckled slightly as his head shook. "No, let's just say the monster was friendly. Did the same thing happen to you-" He paused when your face turned sad as you looked at your hands. "Have you heard of the disease called leukemia?" His heart broke while nodding. "Yeah, it's a type of cancer...is that...how you lost your hair?" Looking up at Saitama, tears glossed over your orbs as you nodded. "It happened a year ago, just before my parents passed away. We're so poor we didn't know how my treatment would go, but after the monsters killed them, I was handed to an orphanage, and they took me here to get treated. Funny huh? Seeing a little girl going through the worse sickness in the world, alone, without family? I just wanted to be an ordinary girl with a life full of excitement and adventure. Instead, I'm hooked up to these stupid wires. Ugly, huh?" "No." You looked at him as he sat on the end of your bed. "I understand the feeling of wanting excitement and adventure, but having those in life doesn't make you a better person; excitement is what comes through you. Those wires, you being in here, still alive, excite me, and you're so brave. I mean, you just experienced something exciting; I kicked a monster's ass-" He paused what he just said as he slapped a hand over his mouth, as you giggled at his words. "Bad word, Saitama! No cursing allowed!" His hands went up with defense. "I did not say anything; you heard things Y/n. "That's a lie! You just sinned again!" "Oh no, what so ever will I do? Will though lord of this earth send me to damnation?" Standing on the bed, you smirk. "I, an Angel of God, she'll give you a chance to repent, and you will be sent to heaven like Genos is right now!" Getting up, Saitama kneeled and bowed his head.

"Oh gorgeous angel of heaven, please forgive my stupid, bald-headed self and accept my hands as I repent of the sins I committed." Heart warm and eyes sparkling, you grasped his hands easily as he looked up to your beautiful, bright smile. "You are forgiven, Hero!" Smiling, he stood up. "I'm glad; I didn't want to lose my best friend." Your eyes widened while your head tilted. "Best friend?! But, Mister, we just met-" "So? Let's call it an Instant connection-" *Boom!* An explosion was shown in the distance of your knocked-over wall, the floor rumbling from the impact as he looked at you quickly but calmly. "Duty calls, say, if I defeat this monster, ice cream is on me, okay?" His heart warmed from your excited face. "Really?!" "Of course, but in case I don't come back, here." Taking off his cape, he dropped it over your shoulders, which made your eyebrows furrow. "But, you need this-" His hand went up as destruction was still heard in the distance. "It's just a piece of clothing in my eyes; you seem to need it more than I do because what I see...." Walking closer to you, he gave one last head rub as he gave you a soft yet warm smile. "Is a hero...."

"A hero that deserves fairness in the world."

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#One Piece #one piece x reader #One punch man x one piece #Luffy #Law #Zoro #Kidd #Jimbei #Crocodile #buggy #Mister 3 #vivi #Nami #Usopp #Franky #brook #Sanji #Mihawk #Ace #Doflamingo #one piece fandom #monkey d luffy #straw hat pirates #Straw hats x reader #Anime #Anime x reader #Fandom #tumblr fyp #Fanart #Fanfiction.

[doc-pickles]

sent to save me | sidney crosby (ch. 6)

series masterlist

summary: vivie goes to her first figure skating lesson

warnings: none :)

author’s note: here’s a little filler chapter for ya! enjoy!

xoxo

nina

“Go Vivie! You’re so fast!”

As Vivie skates across the ice Nikita’s voice rings out from the bleachers of the rink. Vivie’s first figure skating class had turned into an event as Sid and Annie as well as the Malkins squeezed into the bleachers. Nikita was in his hockey gear and skates, set to practice with his hockey team after the figure skaters wrapped up.

Nikita’s observation is true, Vivie is flying across the ice twice as fast as the other girls in the class. Sid can’t help the grin that’s permanently etched onto his face as he watches his daughter skate circles around her peers.

“Do you guys come down here often,” Sidney turns and looks at Annie who’s sat next to him, her legs positioned so that their knees softly brush. “She’s amazing.”

Annie nods, her eyes never leaving Vivie, “We come here at least once a week. She’s been on the ice since she was three. I help the owner's daughter with her math homework so that Vivie can skate for free.”

Sid knows better than to make another comment about how Annie could have asked him for help, instead nodding as he turned back to the ice. Vivie took another careful spin around the ice and Annie’s hand found his, squeezing lightly as they watched her move.

A few minutes later a whistle blows and the figure skaters are replaced by hockey players. Vivie and Nikita hug as they pass each other, then Vivie is flinging herself into Annie’s arms.

“Mommy did you see me?”

“I did baby you were so good,” Annie brushes back her curls and presses a kiss to Vivie’s cheek. “You looked like you were having a lot of fun!”

Vivie nods and smiles at Annie, “It was so much fun! Can I do it again?”

Annie chuckles as Vivie bounces excitedly, “Yes, we’ll come back next week. You get to take lessons every week.” Annie pauses and turns her gaze from Vivie to Sid, swallowing thickly. “Actually I think you owe a big thank you to Sid. He’s the one who paid for your lessons.”

Vivie’s eyes widen and before he can react she’s flinging herself into Sidney’s arms, her own wrapped tightly around his neck, “Thank you so much Mr. Sid!”

Sidney meets Annie’s eyes over Vivie’s shoulder, both of them with unshed tears welling in their eyes. His hands wrap around Vivie as he hugs her tight, eyes closing as he smiles widely.

“You’re welcome Vivie,” Sidney chokes out, attempting to get his words to not sound so strained. “Your mom told me how much you love skating so I figured I’d help out.”

Vivie nods as she pulls back to look up at Sid, “Mommy says that my Daddy really likes to skate too and that’s why she brings me here all the time. Do you like skating Mr. Sid?”

“Yeah,” Sid chuckles, his chest constricting as Vivie looks up at him with her wide hazel eyes. “I used to skate with Geno a long time ago on a hockey team.”

“Sid best skater ever,” Geno slings his arm around Sid’s and gives him a small squeeze. “He go out and people cheer so loud for him. Chanting ‘Crosby! Crosby! Crosby!’ Everyone love him.”

Vivie’s eyes are wide as she looks from Geno to Sid, her jaw slack, “Wow! You must be super famous Mr. Sid.”

“He is, he’s very humble about it though,” Annie chuckles and lightly nudges Sid’s shoulder. “He always has been as long as I’ve known him.”

Vivie settles between Annie and Sid as Geno relays a story about their time on the Penguins, Sid’s nose crinkling as he laughs at Geno’s horrible impression of him. Vivie smiles up at him, a perfect mix of him and her mom, and everything feels so right between all of them.

“Mr. Sid do you want to come to my birthday party,” Vivie asks as she looks at her mother, who quickly nods her approval. “It’s going to be a tea party and mommy and I are going to make tiny sandwiches and use fancy plates and everything, just like a real tea party.”

“You know I’ve never been to a tea party,” Vivie gasps at Sid’s admission which makes him laugh. “But I would love to come to your birthday party.”

Vivie squeals in excitement and begins chattering about details of the party with Annie who reaches over and squeezes Sid’s hand as he watches his girls.

#sidney crosby #sidney crosby fic #sidney crosby fanfic #sidney crosby imagine #hockey imagine #hockey fanfic #nina writes

[s-creations]

Roleplay

It was easy to think he'd been a hero this entire time. After all, with everyone backing him, Geno felt he'd been accomplished so much.

But, staring down his greatest enemy, making sure someone he cared for was safe, Geno wasn't sure if he was really meant to be a hero.

Fandom: Super Mario & Releated Fandoms, Super Mario RPG Rating: General Audiences Relationship: Mario/Geno (Nintendo) Additional Tags: Harsh look at reality, It's not always roses, Geno's protective of Gaz, Geno/Mario is a background item, But I'm still making it count!, Smithy's kind of a jerk, There is fire and mentions of burning buildings, Geno gets a little shaken.

Make from @nintendonut1's art: Link

“Whatever happens, just hold onto me, Gaz. And don’t stare at the light for too long.”

Smithy had not taken being defeated well. Instead of falling, as the team had been expecting, the villain had doubled down. Burning red eyes seemed to narrow down on Geno as he stood once more. Declaring he wasn’t going to hide away in his factory any more. That this takeover needed a more direct touch. 

Starting with Rose Town.

Geno had never felt so cold before. 

Even with the fact they all practically left the portal at the same time, Smithy somehow got a lead. The party arrived in said town with it already on fire. Numerous troupes from Smithy’s gang rushed around and away once the heroes engaged. Mario called for everyone to spread out to help where they could. 

Geno was gone before the human finished. 

Sturdy footfalls carried him down a path he’d felt uneven walking on only a few days ago. Now only stumbling to avoid the crumbling homes and structures. Still focused on arriving at his destination as quickly as possible.

He shouldn’t feel so sick upon seeing the familiar house up in flames. But it took everything in him to not collapse at the sight. 

“Gaz!” the puppet desperately called out, “Gaz, where are you! Can you hear me? Gaz!” 

He flinched away as the fire flared up. Feeling as if his soul was crumbling away as the front started to collapse.

“GAZ!” 

“G-Geno?”

Relife he’d never felt before seemed to slam into his chest hearing the timid voice. A familiar small Toad just peeking out from the edge of the forest. Clearly terrified and covered with a bit of ash, but otherwise well.

“Gaz… Grambi Above, Gaz!” Gaining strength in his legs once more, Geno rushed over to said child. Feeling comfort by the weight he now carried in his arm. “You’re okay… Are you hurt? Where’s your mother? Where’s anyone?”

“W-We’re all in the forest,” Gaz sniffed weakly, “‘M okay. What’s h-happening?”

Geno faltered as he tried to figure out what he could say about this. “I…I wasn’t able to stop the bad guy fast enough. I’m sorry…”

“But you’re here to stop them now, right?”

“Yeah, yeah of course! I’m going to stop them before you can be hurt any further.”

“Awww, how charming.”

Gaz let out a fearful gasp as he hid away in Geno’s chest upon seeing the person towering behind said puppet. On his part, Geno instantly took a defensive position. One arm wrapped around the small Toad while he faced Smithy. The other was already holding out his weapon.

Said dictator seemed far more imposing with the fire burning casting heavy shadows over him. His eyes seemed to glow a deeper red. 

“How something so small could cause so much trouble. Do you want to know something interesting, Little Star?” Smithy asked smugly, “This little piece around my neck holds quite the informative side effect. I can hear every wish that’s been asked for. Every. Single. One. From every living being. Including Stars.”

The overlord chuckled as he watched Geno’s face fall in horror.

“You are quite the interesting being, Little Star. It all started off rather understandable. If not a little dry.”

‘I wish I knew what this stomach pain was.’

‘I wish I knew why I can’t keep my eyes open.’

‘I wish I could understand how people can keep going.’

“I suppose being mortal was a very strange change for you. Being physically tied down is tiring if you’re not used to it all. I’ll be honest, I grew bored of hearing from you after a while. Who wants to hear about wanting to be more ‘mortal’? Not I… Until your wishes turn into something…amazing.”

‘I wish I could tell Gaz how it’s going. He really likes this toy, I’m sure he misses it.’

‘I wish I knew what it was like to have a home. It seems so wonderful to have a place to just relax.’

‘I wish I could enjoy cake every day!’

‘I wish Mallow could keep his smile on his face forever, he deserves to.’

‘I wish Bowser would just admit he likes being around us.’

‘I wish I didn’t feel so nervous around Peach.’

‘I wish I could be as calm as Mario is.’

‘I wish I could be as easy around Mario as Peach is.’

‘I wish I knew why my soul beats so fast when I look at Mario.’

‘I wish I could tell him how I feel.’

‘I wish I was brave enough to tell him how I feel.’

‘I wish I could stay.’

Geno didn’t mean to tighten his grip on Gaz. But hearing his own wishes mockingly repeated back to him was terrifying.

“How absolutely pathetic,” Smithy growled out. Hefting up his hammer to be held in both hands. “If you want to be a mortal, if you want to play the hero, then you need to experience all of it. Even the not so friendly side. You don’t get to pretend.”

“You get to watch this little village burn before I move onto the next town, and the next one. I’m going to make sure you feel the full force of being mortal before I crush you. If you want to act as a hero, prepare to feel failure. Starting with that child.”

The fears he felt were quickly replaced with protective rage. Gaz’s eyes widened in amazement as the weapon pointed at Smithy started to hum. Seeming to suck in light at the tip as a large orb of light began to appear. The multiple colors merge to become white. 

“Gaz…”

Said Toad’s attention went to Geno’s face, who was glaring Smithy down.

“Whatever happens, just hold onto me. And don’t stare at the light for too long.”

At that, Gaz buried his face into Geno’s chest. Just before the charged beam was released.

Geno could feel the child flinch as the hum of said attack was released, seeming to mute the area with how loud it was. Smithy moved quick enough to raise the head of the hammer to act as a shield. Feet digging into the ash covered ground as he was pushed back. When he came to a stop, the leader let out a huff followed by a heavy chuckle. 

“Well, well, touched a nerve have I?” Smithy smirked, standing once more.

“You have no room to make such threats. I will make you regret those words.” Geno’s voice was cold and unwavering as he stared Smithy down.

“Your little stun gun may pack a punch. But you’re going to need more than that.”

Gaz, who had peeked out, panicked further when the ground began to shake. Letting out a small but terrified scream of surprise as Bowser basically barreled into Smithy. Geno quickly wrapped his other arm around the Toad. The steely anger melted away slowly as he realized it was the rest of the party. Peach and Mallow rushed to help Bowser while Mario drew closer to Geno.

“Hey, are you okay?” Mario asked, “We saw your beam and-”

“He threatened Gaz.” Is what Geno was able to choke out. 

The human’s eyes went down to said Toad, who was still clutched close to Geno. Mario offered a comforting smile while gently pulling Gaz away from Geno’s death grip. Silently gesturing to keep the puppet calm before addressing the child. 

“Do you know where everyone else is?” 

“I-In the forest.” Gaz sniffed.

“Okay, do you think you can find everyone on your own?”

“Uh huh.” 

“I need you to go back in then. Geno needs to know you’re safely away from here so he can focus on fighting.”

Gaz looked back up to Geno. The puppet was able to give a very short nod of agreement in his numb stupor. 

The Toad turned back to Mario, “You’ll keep Geno safe, right?”

“I’ve been doing well so far. You can trust me.”

That seemed good enough for Gaz as he finally turned to rush back into the foliage. 

With that taken care of, Mario’s focused on Geno. Who still hadn’t really moved.

“Hey, Geno, I need you to talk to me.”

Moving slowly, Mario reached out to take Geno’s hands in his own. That caused the puppet to fully jerk out of his stunned silence. Amber eyes taking in his surroundings once more. 

“Mario?”

“Hey, yeah, it’s me, you’re okay,” Mario gave a small chuckle, “First time threats are not fun.”

That sent another jolt of remembrance to strike Geno. Who now scanned to find a familiar form. “Gaz, are they-”

“Back in the forest. He’s safe. Think you’re okay to fight?”

Geno looked down at their clasped hands for a moment before addressing Mario.

“Yeah, let’s finally end this.”

#geno smrpg #geno #mario #gaz smrpg #mallow #princess peach #bowser #smithy smrpg #s-creations #fanfiction #fanfic #nintendonut1 #fun times for all!

[navstuffs]

genos gives you chocolate. lots of chocolate (gn!reader, tiny angst with FLUFFY ENDING)

you are really not expecting anything during valentine's day this year. you see, it had been a couple of months since you started "dating" genos, aka demon cyborg. the problem? he insisted on bringing saitama everywhere.

you initially didn't mind, since both of them had saved your life from a monster. but on your last "date", you literally had enough, and even saitama seemed to realize that. again, the master was better than the pupil.

"i just didn't know why he keeps asking me on dates since he brings saitama with him," you mumble to yourself.

it is valentines's day and you are waiting for genos outside a metro station. you really are on your limit now; you love him, but only him. you really weren't interested in a poly relationship.

a small commotion starts, and you look in that direction, seeing someone carrying tons of boxes of chocolate, attracting everyone's looks. tons. you giggle, wondering who would be lucky person when the pile starts coming in your direction.

"wait a minute..." you groan, recognizing the robotic form. it is your boyfriend genos.

and no saitama around.

he stops right in front of you, and you think there are more than a hundred boxes of different types of chocolate in there. you look at your small package, embarrassed.

"what is all that?" you ask, surprised. genos looks at you like you are crazy.

"it is valentine's day?"

"well, i know of. what is all that?" you ask, pointing at all the chocolates.

"chocolates. for you."

"genos, there must be around a hundred chocolates in there. how am i supposed to eat all of that? or even carry that home?"

"i will take it for you after the date."

"and you are going to carry that around everywhere? who gave you that idea?"

"saitama-sensei."

of course, he did. you roll your eyes, waiting for him to appear any minute behind your boyfriend. he doesn't and genos starts speaking, his tone serious.

"sensei suggested you have been feeling neglected since we both realized you want to spend time alone with me, and i—" genos stops, and you can swear he looks a little bit embarrassed "—have been hurting you. for that, you have my apologies. i didn't mean to."

it is really the first time you have been talking about feelings since the first time you kissed, and you asked him on a date. you gulp, waiting.

"if you allow me, it will be just us in dates now. no saitama-sensei."

"and the hero stuff?"

"that might be of disturbance, but i will try to make sure it isn't."

you think for a moment, his yellow eyes glued on your expression and decision. genos didn't quite have any romantic relationships well, since you. you were his first one. there were many new things going on even for him; genos was learning and discovering how to love and be loved. he is worthy of another chance.

"fine. but, if i see saitama lurking around anywhere, you will never see me again, genos."

"fair enough."

you don't see it, but behind you, saitama, disguised with his famous orange wig gives a thumbs-up to genos. genos answers back and saitama disappears in the crowd.

"and why this much chocolate? saitama thought you would buy my love?"

"no, he just said the easiest way to a lover's heart is through their belly."

"you have to learn a loot more about me, genos."

"i suppose i do," he says, smirking ear to ear. you have a good feeling about this.

part of my valentine's day special 4/5 to go. i didn't even know i would be able to finish this since it is close to midnight in brazil BUT I DID. IT IS MISSING ONE AND I WILL BE DONE (it is not midnight where i live SO IT COUNTS)

#genos x reader #genos x you #demon cyborg x reader #demon cyborg x you #genos fanfic #genos #genos fanfics #genos imagine #genos imagines #genos opm #one punch man fanfic #one punch man #one punch man x reader #I AM SO HAPPY HOW THIS TURNED OUT #I HAD THIS STUCK IN MY WIPS FOR SO LONG

[carpehistoryandthepens]

Legacy (what is a legacy?) Part 11

It’s planting seeds in a garden you never get to see I wrote some notes at the beginning of a song someone will sing for me

Hamilton, the world was wide enough. LMM.

one, two, three, four, Five, six seven, eight, nine, ten

Summary: Mike is 13. Born May 2009. Sid didn’t know he had a son. All Mike had was hope and a prayer for his and his half-sister’s safety.

(Sid is a dad of a teen he didn’t know about AU) Sidgeno.

Warnings: (for the total story) post-child abuse (all off-screen but it affects things and is spoken about often), learning how to parent, panic attacks, anxiety, based on last season, OCs?, realization about sexuality. Post breakups. Desperate lack of in-depth research for CPS in both PA/CA, melodrama?, kidfic, angst, slowburn, playing fast and loose with the law for drama/storytelling purposes.

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Zhenya woke up the next morning feeling quite different than he did the day before. He crashed out on Sid's very comfortable couch. That much he was sure of, but he wasn't sure of anything else. 

He could hear the soft voices of his family in the background of his fuzzy mind. Zhenya followed the sounds until he sat up from the couch and looked around. The room was just as fuzzy as his brain. He reached out to the small coffee table to find his glasses. Most of his contacts were in the house; the trainers had a few of his prescriptions at the rink, but his glasses would work for now. 

Once he could see, Zhenya could hear voices. It seemed he was the last one to wake. Anna was in the kitchen, quietly talking to Sid and making breakfast. Mike entertained Nikita and Marisol at the table, quietly working on Nikita's homework with him.

Sid noticed wake him first. "Geno! Good morning!" he greeted in Russian. 

Anna hid her snort in her coffee at his accent. She always found Sid's very heavy accent delightful.

Sid shot her back a mock glare, not really upset. He is always up to be chripped by his friends and teammates. 

Zhenya stared at him blearily, hoping to remember why things were so different. It usually took him a few moments to turn on his brain entirely after waking up. Then it all came back to him: the house, the gas leak, Sid's offer of his home. 

Zhenya signed and sank back onto the couch. "Good morning," He replied back. 

"Morning, Papa!" Nikita practically yelled from the table after hearing Zhenya's voice. 

There was an extra bedroom free, but to be honest, after the day he had yesterday, he sat down at the end of the night and fell asleep. At least, that's what he's assuming happened since there was a blanket draped over him and a pillow under his head. 

Mike glanced between them back and forth for a moment before asking, "Dobroye?" he botched the pronunciation. 

Sid turned red. "It means 'good morning' in Russian." 

"You speak Russian?" Mike asked, puzzled. 

Zhenya answered for him because Sid didn't know how to answer that question correctly. "Badly. Sid speaks Russian badly." 

Sid laughed. "I've been learning since we were, what, 19? 20? So, I'm rather ok with it. Not perfect, but ok." 

"Bad." Anna agreed with Zhenya, smirking at Sid. "But it's cute anyway." 

Sid sent her a mock, wounded look. 

Mike nodded, sending them a weary look before returning to the homework Nikita had just brandished at him. 

After everyone had all been fed, the day started officially. The adults met up in the kitchen to talk while the kids stayed at the dining room table. Zhenya made sure to steal the best chair from Sid – the one with a good back. His back let him know he was too old to spend the night on the couch after a day at training camp – he would need to have a trainer look at him before they started to skate. 

"So, what's the plan?" Sid asked, looking between Anna and Zhenya. 

Anna tossed her hair back as she stared at her phone; the calendar app pulled up. "I leave in three days to Miami for a photo shoot." Her conflicted feelings toward leaving Nikita behind and being able to go back to work were written all over her face. 

Their shared calendar is now more of a Nikita Calendar. Zhenya fished out his phone and checked his own sechdual. Just practices and a few sponsorship commitments. Another meeting with Goorin bros about his hats.  

"Three days, eh?" Sid said, leaning back on the countertop, consideringly. "If you guys need to stay that long, it's fine." 

Zhenya frowned. "What if the house takes longer?" He felt that his home would take much, much longer. Anna agreed with a frustrated sigh. 

"I don't mind guests." Sid shrugged as if it wasn't that big of a deal. "Mike and Marisol also say they are fine. They know you, Geno, and don't seem to mind Nikita." 

Zhenya and Anna shared a speaking glance; this was Sid's inexperience at parenting showing through. He didn't know for sure if that would be ok with Mike and Marisol; he took them at their word instead of thinking the whole situation through. 

Still, it was better than moving Nikita into a hotel for a few days. One reason they wanted to have Nikita start school was to have a more stable life rather than one that had him flying around the country several times a month. 

"How about you stay with Sid for a few more days after I leave, if it comes to that?" Anna suggested in Russian, sounding done with trying to make things make sense in English. 

Zhenya sighed. He had been sighing a lot in the past few days. 

Sid agreed with little prompting, "I'm sure we can figure out what to do next. Come on. It's time for camp." Sid's complete acceptance to have them over as long-term house guests didn't surprise Zhenya. Sid loved having company over as long as they were close to him. 

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Four days later, Mike watched the adults in the room try to argue over his case without really arguing. Mike was already finding it hard to breathe; he wondered if anyone else was having problems, too. He fiddled with his shaker bottle while twisting back and forth in the spinny chair. The metal ball was long lost, but the plastic loop was on top, which was a good thing to do with his hands. 

Mr. Brisson was arguing with Helena over something at the other end of the conference table. Mike tried not to pay attention to them; it was related to him and Marisol. 

Sid was talking to Marisol, Ms. Jen, and Sully. 

They were in a conference room, and it felt like everyone was there for some reason. Mike wasn't sure why so many people needed to be there. There were so many people in the office that Mike was surprised there was room to breathe. 

The babble in the room grew louder as each new person ducked in. Mike couldn't make out any conversations, but it was still becoming rapidly overwhelming. He couldn't really make out what was being said anymore. He needed to leave, to get out of the room, but he couldn't. Marisol was still here. 

"If that's what Sid wants, then that's what he'll get!" Mr. Brisson's voice cut through the chatter, and the rest of the room fell silent, watching the man. 

Helena glared at him, not backing down, "It's not just about what Sidney Crosby wants here!" Mike was sure that she meant it differently, but most of the Penguin's employees looked mildly scandalized by that statement. "It's what's best for Mike and Marisol!" 

Mike wasn't sure what to make of Mr. Brisson. They had met very shortly a few days ago, and Brisson had taken one look at him, nodded, proclaimed that he believed Sid, and disappeared shortly afterward.  

Marisol pushed herself into Mike's side, upset at the yelling. Cynthia and Rodger both had done that a lot, at each other, at Mike, at Marisol, at random strangers, and once at Mike's overwhelmed science teacher for daring to ask how was Mike's home life. Mike held onto Marisol's hand tightly. 

He reminded himself that they hadn't been separated. That was the most important thing. They were together, and Marisol was safe. Mike hadn't spent longer than a few moments separated from his sister since they had run away, and he didn't want to know what that was like. He already had to fight a tight feeling in his chest when he was separated from Marisol for as long as it took him to go to the bathroom. 

The results of the paternity test weren't back yet. Hopefully, if the test said Sid wasn't his father, Helena could keep them together anyway. 

God, Mike hoped that Sid was his father, like he thought. 

"You think Sid isn't thinking about that?" Brisson snorted. 

"It doesn't matter what you or Mr Crosby thinks. It's what's right for them. We need to figure this out now," Helena said. "I need to talk to Mr Crosby and not his agent." 

Sid looked a little sheepish. "Agents always help. Them and lawyers." 

"That may be how it works with hockey, but this is children's lives we are talking about," Helena said, trying to sound patient, but to Mike's ears, she failed. 

Marisol climbed onto his lap. Mike slowly rubbed up and down her back until she had calmed down more. 

Sidney's lawyer, whom Mike hadn't met yet, entered the room as the last person they were waiting for. She struck Mike as a no-nonsense sort of woman. 

The meeting started in earnest. It was about getting long-term plans started for Mike and Marisol. Helena was not happy that the pens organization would be so involved that they had two separate people in the room as representatives. Sid was confused as to why they wouldn't be. Brisson was very good at making sure Sid's interests were represented. Sid's lawyer just took notes and listened. 

Mike listened for a while and answered questions when they needed it, which wasn't often, to be honest, surprising for a meeting that was about him. Mike had to make it clear to Helena and Sid that he wanted Marisol to be safe first and foremost, but he didn't want either of them to return to their Aunt's house afterward. 

When pressed, Mike didn't have anything else he wanted. 

"Is this what you want?" Helena asked. After Mike had answered the questions, Sid's lawyer took many notes, and a lot of discussion went over Mike's head. There were lots of forms and laws, and some quick comparisons to California and PA law. 

At first, Mike thought she was asking Sid, but she met Mike's gaze evenly, and Mike realized that the rest of the room was waiting for him.

They were all waiting for him. 

Mike took a deep breath. Was this what he wanted? Mike had been moving on instinct for so long, just trying to protect Marisol.

Sid reached over and briefly squeezed Mike's shoulder in reassurance. It was something their papa used to do—not that Sid would have known that—and it made Mike feel stronger. 

He could do this.

"Yes," he said, tightening his grip on Marisol's hand. She squeezed back just as tightly, knowing this moment was important. "This is what I want." 

The office was immensely filled with noise. Ms. Jen and Mr. Brisson started discussing plans and what to do next. There were questions about health care and education. Mike was a little overwhelmed with how fast the conversation seemed to go. 

"So, they can stay with me?" Sid suddenly asked, bringing silence to the room. "Both of them?" 

Helena nodded, reading over the paperwork the lawyer had filled out, "Yes. For now, at least, I see no reason to move them. Marisol is Michael's half-sister.

"Do you want to stay?" Sid asked Mike, ignoring the rest of the room. "We can deal with everything that comes later, but I want to know if you want to stay. If the last week has shown you this isn't the place to be, I will find you and Marisol a better place. But. I would like you to stay." 

Mike stared at him. A million things ran through his mind. In the corner of his eye, Helena looked approvingly at sid for the first time since the meeting started. 

This was what he wanted, right? 

Sid asked for an honest answer. That's what he wanted. Mike looked down at Marisol – who was staring up at him with wide eyes. Marisol was safe here. Sid made sure of that. They both got to eat what they wanted and could sleep through the night without fear. 

Marisol wanted to stay. She liked it here. 

She had never seen snow. It snows in Pittsburgh, right? That's a thing that happens in places that aren't Southern California by the Pacific Ocean. 

Mike wanted to stay. 

He wanted to stay with the man who might be his biological father. He wanted to stay with Sid, who was obsessed with hockey as Mike was, who laughed and snorted, who spoke Russian, and that morning had turned on a Telemundo version of Sesame Street for Marisol, and Mike heard him muttering some of the basic words under his breath. Mike wanted to stay with Sid, who was asking about his school options rather than telling him where he was going.

Mike wanted to stay with the man who had seen the bruises from his Aunt and her husband and looked horrified and like he wanted to fight a man simultaneously. 

Mike wanted to stay with the person who had very gently asked if he could get a few of the photos printed from Mike's phone so they could hang pictures of their parents and family up in the room Mike and Marisol shared. 

Mike wanted to stay with the person who, so far, hadn't tried to make either of them feel weak, broken, or stupid for their choices.

Mike wanted to stay with the man right then, who looked like he would accept any answer Mike gave, but it would break his heart if they left. 

Mike nodded slowly but firmly. "I want to stay." 

"Me too!" Marisol said. "I want to stay too!" 

The fear on Sid's face faded away, and he hugged them both. 

Mike hadn't felt safe like that in months. No, that wasn't entirely right. He hadn't felt loved like that in months. 

Mike hugged back just as tightly. 

#'sid has a teen he didn't know about' au #sidgeno #8771 #i write? #this will take a while to write #working title: Legacy (what is a legacy?)

[gofancyninjaworld]

Some more thoughts on 'Morality Pets Redux'

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ONE still blows me away by how clearly he differentiates between manga and webcomic. There's a tradeoff that he respects: if the webcomic is short, sharp and to the point, then the characters have limitations in how they can interact, try things out, and grow. Conversely, if the manga is long to the point that it can take a long time for it to get to some sort of point, the characters have more scope to find themselves. He treats both versions with respect and if there's no scope for characters to change themselves, then they don't. Which is why we have two great stories to read! :D

There's no point in Tatsumaki changing in the webcomic because there's no one willing to have her in their lives. She's been so toxic that all Fubuki wants is to be left the hell alone, and even Saitama's gone 'eh, I've lost all interest' after she rebuffs his attempts to reach out very rudely. She notes that she ends up driving everyone away, but she's far from actually accepting that she needs to change. Tatsumaki in the manga has positive reasons to change -- she has a sister who wants to get along better with her. Doing so means accepting both her and the people around her, even if it's difficult and there are legitimate challenges. It's a hard pill to swallow but she's trying.

I really appreciate the difference between regretting the consequences of one's actions and being prepared to change one's actions. So human. If feeling bad about our actions was enough to change them, there'd be no anti-addiction or dieting services, counselling would be rare, and prisons would be all but empty.

In both versions, Genos is the guy who wants ultimate destructive power and is willing to even kill himself if it'll take enemies to Hell with him. However, for a guy who is so committed to destruction, it's striking that he's cut to the quick when Sonic taunts him saying that he can't protect anyone.

There's no scope to explore this seeming contradiction in the webcomic. We need to accept that hey, he has places where he won't go and that's fine. The manga has more space, so ONE can dig into the protect vs. destroy issue and have him have to make decisions about what he actually values. The despair that lanced through him when victory slipped through his grasp when fighting Elder Centipede says so much about what matters:

Something @carma-tjol said in their tags really added a lot to my understanding: they pointed to the link between Genos seeing himself as having value and changing his outlook on heroes from assets to people. It added so much salience to Fubuki refusing to run away and risking her life to save him because she didn't abandon her people. She really challenged his outlook.

I like that he's still wrestling with himself after the fact. Had King not come when he did, it'd have been a lose-lose situation: Tatsumaki would be dead anyway and the monsters would be free to rampage over the land and kill millions. He needed to hear Saitama telling him he'd done right to feel a sense of peace. It's very human -- it's hard not to look back even when we see that we've made the right choice.

Come to that, there was something that we'd (okay me and the small sharing circle of mutuals who talk too much about Genos) had been fearing: that Saitama would just note that Genos was broken again, the way he had in the webcomic. Remember this thread? It very nearly came to pass but for King intervening and vouching for Genos so that Saitama had to change the way he saw his disciple. Thank goodness.

If King hadn't been there, because Genos is actively questioning himself, the outcome of Saitama seeming to be dismissive wouldn't have been mere depression. It'd have been total despair. What Genos would have heard is that he's weak and lacked the guts to follow through on his committment to destroy enemies even if it meant killing himself. Talk about a tragic misunderstanding! Blessedly, ONE meters his angst -- it doesn't do to crush all your character's hope in one go.

#OPM #meta #more thoughts #Tatsumaki #Genos #Fubuki #from webcomic to manga

[coffee-at-annies]

6+43 you pick the pairing.

6+43: Bookshop AU+Dance of Romance

This is very hard for me because I fully believe most hockey players cannot read. There is reason the Sidney Crosby School for Hockey Players Who Can’t Read Good is a thing that I believe with my whole heart that exists. You said dealers choice on the pairing so I hope you’re ready for an entire au and many, many pairings. Remember, you asked for this.

Anyway small independent bookshop owners Sid and Geno. They’re gay and married and semi-successful and it’s cute.

Kris is the bitchy barista who barged into their store one day and bullied them into adding a cafe and then took over running it.

He’s got some sort of situationship going with his longtime regular, Tristan, who has never picked up a book in all the time he’s been coming there. He is there every day for his caffeine fix and to do suduko or something else juuuuust close enough to be book adjacent but isn’t reading. I’m not sure there’s enough thoughts in Mouse Boy’s head to read a whole book. At least that’s what he wants us to think and I’m gonna give it to him.

Jake and Bryan (Rusty) are two kids Sid hired from the local college that basically never left after graduating and are still here.

Flower runs the bakery down the street and makes sure Sid has pastries for Kris to sell. He has tried and failed to lure Kris away to do coffee for the bakery. (Flower also used to work at the bookstore but left to go pursue his dream of the bakery and they love and support him but Kris isn’t leaving).

Marcus and Ricky are two Swedish dads that come in for kids storytime and let their kids play around.

They’ve started bringing new Swede-in-town Erik and his daughter with them.

Chad doesn’t work for the bookstore but will occasionally stop by kid in tow for Sid’s storytime.

Ryan Graves just got hired to run the late night shift so they can be open later. (Yes this is a graveyard shift pun)

Magnus is the delivery man who drops off and helps unload book shipments.

(This is a very crowded small bookstore)

Ned is there regularly for book club with EK, Reilly (who is new in town) and Jason (Zucker) (an old regular), along with old not quite married couple Carl and Patric (Hags&Horny).

(All people I believe can read, unlike Jarry)

Jared and Brandon are around somewhere. Probably. (Look I love them).

Zach and Conor and Teddy used to work in the store while in college but unlike Jake and Bryan they left after graduation. Some of them are still around town but some of them have moved away.

The only people I’m missing are 4th line and I’m sorry idc where cookie and neets are tbh and BJC is around. Probably. Maybe he’s a regular, maybe he works the register, idk idc.

That leaves, basically everyone you just said “hey you forgot X” aka Lars Eller and the kids/wbs. If you were wondering why I didn’t mention them, that’s because this fic is about them. Well actually it’s about DOC and POJ because my brain decided that’s the pairing. Don’t ask me why. Big Z is right there with the rest of his harem but no we’re doing PO and Drew (probably because of that silly tortilla video). Anyway all the boys are college students at the local college. Drew is in a study group with Radim, Valterri, Jansen, Vinnie, Sam (Poulin), and Ty (Smith). They’re all taking Professor Eller’s class and they meet up once or twice a week in the bookstore to drink coffee and go over the homework.

Where is PO you ask? Well he’s behind the counter working under Kris as the backup barista. Don’t worry, this romance isn’t going to be customer/barista. No, no. The reason they started meeting here is because Drew works at the bookstore. He’s been there for about a semester (and the summer) but hasn’t really spent much time in the cafe part. It’s not until Big Z talks Drew into running study sessions in the cafe that they start noticing each other.

See PO took Professor Eller’s class last year, so one day, after watching the boys struggle for with the homework for way too long, he pops out from behind the counter and sits down and helps them out. He’s welcome at the study sessions and sometimes when he’s not on shift he’ll bring his school work and while they’re majoring in different things it’s nice to bounce ideas off them.

If you want to know what they’re majoring in, actual real life DOC majored in sociology while playing for Dartmouth. PO has not been to college but he did tell Taylor that if he wasn’t gonna be an athlete he wanted to be a vet or a psychologist so I’m going with he wants to be a Vet Tech and is majoring in whatever is the veterinary sciences equivalent of premed is.

Anyway they hang out at work more and more. This goes on for like a month and then Geno comes up with a big idea for a fall event. They’re doing a Halloween party. Jake and Bryan and Drew and PO have to help decorate the store and on the day of it’s filled with college students, kids, and regulars. Drew is trying desperately to avoid getting his cheek pinched by the old ladies from the knitting circle again. PO is safe because he’s behind the cafe counter serving drinks. PO has fake vampire fangs as his costume. Drew showed up in a not-couples costume with Big Z. If you wanna know what everyone else wore, please see this photo. Except I’m pretty sure Kris is either a prey mantis or the letits are out whichever option makes you, dear reader, feel more insane.

Eventually Sid and Geno shooo all their employees to go mingle and have fun. Drew and PO end up in the makeshift dance floor, music blaring, and after a couple jokes and a some negging from their friends, PO gives Drew a half twirl or something and they laugh it off before the song is even over.

It’s not until later when they’re cleaning up, all alone, music still going in the background, that they start joking about it and one thing leads to another and they actually dance. PO gives drew the full twirl. They bust a move. They slow dance a bit. They’ve never been this close. They’ve only casually touched and now they’re pressed up against each other. They’ve been hanging out at the bookstore outside of study group and Ohohoho what’s this? A feelings realization. Except wait. They’re both idiot college students. So they both awkwardly disengage to go do their job and part ways.

In the following days things are so completely awkward between them at work that Kris throws PO out of the cafe and won’t let him back until he can look Drew in the eye. Drew meanwhile cancels study session because he doesn’t know how to be normal around PO. Don’t worry they can’t continue like that for long. You see there’s a big test coming up and Z ropes PO into helping Drew out cause it’s like 40% of their final grade and Drew has been failing the at-home practice tests something terrible.

They end up staying way later than the rest of the study group going over this exam. Its way late at night, only Ryan is there to lock up behind them, and PO has just spent 4 hours explaining the test back to front - forgetting his awkwardness in the face of his determination to make sure Drew doesn’t fail. Drew definitely stares at PO explaining for a little too long, decides fuck it and goes in for a kiss. These are idiot college boys so instead they bump noses or headbutt each other or something. Poor boys. Can’t even do a surprise kiss correctly. Drew apologizes and then they do have the confession conversation and then the actual kiss. And more kisses. After that, more studying.

The end.

#asks answered #podcasts-8-my-heart #love you ez #yeets an entire au at you #not quite a fic but I think bullet point fic counts #I don’t think I could write in any of these povs so this is the closest you get #rpf mention #my writing #my aus #doc #poj #I do not know where this pairing came from but brain said idiots in love college au and I guess I gotta

[theomnicode]

Emotional loneliness & the subconscious

One thing we must never forget with Genos.

He will always pay back with dividends whatever action has been taken against him. Be it with hatred, revenge or with his utmost loyalty, support and love.

Maksaa kalavelat takaisin potut pottuina.

(Potut means potatoes, potut pottuina means with equal measure) (Kala means fish, velat means debt, kalavelka means grudge borne from unfair treatment)

So because Saitama lovebombed Genos with the divine power core, Genos will pay it back hundredfold. He's just that kind of guy, prone to extremes.

Just surely as the moon orbits around the earth, does the earth orbit around the sun, it's the universal law that Genos cares for Saitama. You'd have to erase his personality and himself entirely for this to not be true. And man, do the forces that be, try to do exactly that. It's like he can tip the scales of justice in his favour, a balance breaker in this regard.

So, the time to perform is night because OPM God is practically breathing down on everyone's necks and surveying the battlefield from below and above this time around and he wants to wring out some riffraff.

There is very much plenty hints, the chapters are throwing an overabundance of clues around. The amount of subliminal hints, metaphors, allegories, idioms, visual cues, wordplay, etc. is extremely staggering and it's done on purpose to appeal on subconscious level. Murata-sensei and ONE throwing all eggs into the basket for a homerun.

I feel like I'm constantly becoming big brained by looking at new chapters and making all these possible connections with my brain and trying to predict future outcomes lol.

It's like blaring warning sirens if you're suddenly aware of it.

There are many things one can start to predict in OPM. So OPM God can play chessmaster with everyone's emotions as the puppet master he is and get desired results.

But there is...one person that is completely utterly unpredictable...and that person is Genos. Nobody can completely understand Genos and his line of thinking.

Nobody knows what the fuck Genos is doing right now, for instance. We can only make educated guesses.

Except for one thing: he can't turn away from justice. Because he loves people too much. An emotional vulnerability that can and will be exploited. One he is not personally logically seeing.

Large amount of monsters are being released in an area with lots of civilians and being actually called on duty? Trust Genos to race to the scene, no matter what.

And in this it is also a race against time, who can seal the deal with who first. Who can emotionally connect with who first with their emotional loneliness.

Because everyone in this small area, are probably Super Empaths, also known as Heyoka Empath and emotionally lonely in their own ways. They keenly feel when others feel and bleed when others bleed and they can't turn this off. Emotional wounds bleed heavily.

And once you make a deal with OPM God, the God of Death or enroach upon his territory within the preternatural spiritualism, you aren't running away that easily. 4 people in the area are practically glowing with divine power.

What it means is becoming immortal and spending the eternity with this guy. Dead or alive. Sorry Future Garou, your sacrifice was most valiant. OPM God rewrote the script for that, because he did not want Saitama to give Garou therapy and emotionally connect via that, since Garou would've ended up just ranting about everything and confessing everything.

(Also denotes quite a bit about that there will be rivalries between individuals) (Cough death note) (Nice Ninja village leader and Blast ref here)

Like a jealous lover, it wants all the pieces to himself. Probably for some eternity in torture kind of thing. Oh and Genos and Bang have to die, naturally.

So yea, the dimple reference would match, just wants some company because it's alone in the dark...but actually horrifying af. Eternity in pure despair ay...

(I'm so sorry Homeless Emperor, Orochi...)

There is one thing that Saitama is vulnerable to, it's his emotional loneliness. Trying to become a hero to find some kind of intimate emotional connection with a person with similar values.

A heart displaced is a heart swayed.

The choice Genos can make where he chooses to place his heart into, will make it complete or shred it to pieces. The twilight zone between night and new dawn of day is still up. In the front is the sun of the new horizons and behind...the shadow of the looming death, The torii gate.

This race is also portrayed in the OPM ED1.

A race for Genos to connect with Saitama's heart first with his love, before anyone else does and doing so would protect him as well, because they are safeguards to each other's hearts. Monsters outside and inside exploit the desire for kindness, compassion, love and other emotions and when the heart is full, that's when the monsters can no longer find footing.

In short, Genos has to show that he absolutely, without a shadow of a doubt, loves him whole-heartedly and confess. So Saitama can show his own vulnerability, his weaknesses like his suicidal ideation and make him strong enough to withstand emotional manipulation and exploitation that OPM God will do, is doing, to him. And in turn, his heart will also find it's home in Genos.

Cuz, Saitama is playing chicken with his own emotional blind spots. They will soon catch up to him and everyone else. Insecurities, unreliability, immaturity, self-confidence, anger, feeling weak...maybe even rebirth.

Saitama just does not have the guts to confess yet himself, he's far from certain about what he actualy feels since INFJ are slow and steady like the turtles racing against the rabbit in love business...but time is running out too fast to actually wait for the turtle to win the race because the rabbit fell asleep.

Dawn of the Last day, 24 hours remaining.

Saitama would just chicken out. Like bugs bunny under the rock face. Get second thoughts from not being absolutely certain that his emotions are reciprocated and shy away with his insecurities.

Saitama has a bucket list to go with him, so there's that.

jänistää (jänis = bunny) (jänistää = chicken out and run away)

livistää arkuuttaan (chicken out and run away due to shyness)

luopua aikomuksestaan uhkaa koettuaan (give up on doing something due to a perceived threat)

(Ah the Tanabata)

You can see the deformity in Saitama's eyes when he goads Garou into trying to hit him by appearing vulnerable while looking at him directly in the eye and seeing a glimpse of his soul. I don't think he likes that at all, since he's not the violent sort.

And oh, does this paint a clear metaphor, about what else can be found from the blind spot, upon the forehead, if he were to delve far too deep into the rabbit hole of his own psyche.

No wonder he's uncertain about Genos. There's definitely some kind of preternatural phobia or something involved. About the third eye/mind's eye. Definitely eldritch.

(Think Shimazaki from Mob psycho)

--

So, how does one Seal the deal with a God anyway?

A gesture in agreement, probably a hand gesture (since spiritual people seem to be doing that a lot) but also a sentiment with emotional attachment to that specific emotion, I would say. And wholeheartedly agreeing with the sentiment.

Genos already made a deal with a god by becoming his disciple and got an impartation of power; access to Saitama's emotional strenght via his empathy.

To seal the deal completely?

I mean, what else can it be but a kiss on the lips and a love confession from this utterly infatuated idiot.

To wake up the sleeping beauty like in the fairy tales. How romantic to soulbound with someone for all eternity. And cursed when their fates get twisted and they never find each other. Romantic tragedy, Romeo and Juliet.

I say idiot fondly because it's exactly what he would want right now, but Saitama is not ready if he were to get a sudden influx of feedback loop of emotions. He would not know where he begins and Genos ends, like two people living under the same egghead, if he hasn't build up some mental walls first. Individualization would be almost impossible. The shadow snuck too close for comfort.

If Saitama the antenna, that makes Genos the wi-fi signal. As in the mural.

Oh and Genos is definitely not ready yet either, he needs more mental strenght first to handle it. Saitama's emotions, his divine power, are strong af. He would probably explode.

I can predict about as far as Genos arriving to the scene...but it remains to be seen what kind of actions he will take.

He will probably end up doing something stupid or crazy though. But he will have to, to flip the webcomic script on it's head.

That will determine their fates. Because Saitama will need affirmation that he's not going to be left in emotionally lonely hell when the time comes. And neither will Genos, because Saitama would not allow it.

Clear skies, full hearts, can't lose.

(The most hilarious and unpredictable thing would be for the romantic comedy to begin and Saitama and Genos make out in the base, in front of everyone else without any inhibitions, because Genos has the unholy hots for sensei and by sealing the deal, have this feedback loop.)

(Saitama would totally fall for Genos and even cosplay villain mafia boss if he had to and become anything at all for Genos.)

(ONE gonna go "Keep the change you filthy animals." when he feeds the shippers. But also because he's the biggest troll and it would be fucking funny to see the oldest joke in the series utterly dismantled and watch the fireworks.)

(Looks quite a bit to me that you're swinging that way indeed and walking in tandem. I don't believe that horsecrap saitama lol, nobody does)

(Tbh those also look like socks and or heels to me...Saitama & socks = sensuality and heels would def be sexuality.)

(Hehe Genos fighting for his love against opm god because Saitama is the rose bride from utena ahahaha, that would be some tug of war)

(Funeral suspenders btw)

#opm #one punch man #saigenos #genosai #emotional loneliness #subconscious #romance #opm god #preternatural #supernatural #soulbond #empathic link #saitama #genos #garou #super empath #emotional vulnerability #emotional blind spot #long #opm meta

[stargazeraldroth]

balance? swap???

as in, like, guardians are swapped within their pairs (ie error and ink switch), or guardian pairs swap with another pair (ie error and ink switch with the apple bros)? it sounds interesting… and potentially disastrous, lmao.

As in Guardians are swapped within their pairs. One of the things I'm doing with this AU is trying to stay true to the characters' more iconic bits, such as Error's temper and Nightmare's ego. Everyone else is relatively the same, for the most part. I haven't done much with Life or Reaper because they aren't all that involved?? Like they mind their own business, do their own thing... they're watching from the sidelines.

Anyway, here's our cast:

Error: The Protector of the AUs. He was awed by the beauty of worlds like Outertale (power of the stars baby), deciding to protect them for reasons like this. His role was given to him by the Creators, rather than being made for it. He still has his haphephobia and likes making puppets, but he doesn't destroy worlds or collect souls anymore. He's always keeping tabs on Ink... which sounds stalkerish, but I promise it isn't intentional. He also remembers that he used to be Geno.

Ink: The Destroyer of the AUs. Originally, he was taken in by Error and worked alongside him as a Protector. But one of the Creators told him the truth of his origin, how he was an abandoned AU and essentially left to die, and he turned spiteful and wrathful towards them. There was a huge fallout between him and Error, partially because Ink's jealous of him- he thinks that he's nothing but an accidental discovery the Creators made, while they went looking for Error because he was Geno, a missing character. If they never spilled that paint... would he still be in the Anti-Void, waiting for... nothing!? Does he mean NOTHING to the Creators!? He doesn't hate Error, but Error's the one who has to deal with Ink's resentment for the Creators.

Nightmare: The Guardian of Positivity. Much like the original Dream, he was loved by the Villagers, but also met with a lot of demands and "favors". He was still more introverted growing up, but because of how he was practically worshipped like a god, he was forced to interact with people anyway. He's still the one who triggers the Apple Incident, having reached a breaking point with the Villagers, tired of their constant demands and how they treat Dream. This still results in him having a transformation, a massacre, and Dream turning to stone. He has an evident God Complex and is a platonic yandere for Dream, being very possessive of him and hating Ink for taking him away.

Dream: The Guardian of Negativity. My baby. The black sheep and punching bag of the village. He's still very playful and curious, but he's meeker due to the abuse of the Villagers. I like to imagine that there's a small group of outcast kids that would go and play with him. Dream still turns into a statue from the overload of positive energy against his negative energy, and Nightmare ends up taking him to his castle. The constant overwhelming energy keeps him in his statue form until Ink sneaks into the castle and steals him. Yes, Ink stole a whole statue. So Dream starts living with Ink and on the run, primarily from Nightmare. Fun fact- I recently added this, but Dream actually runs away from Ink at one point to go back to Nightmare, thinking Ink's warnings were exaggerated and just paranoia.

#anonymous asks #utmv au #balanceswap au #error sans #ink sans #nightmare sans #dream sans

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Leviathantale Mermay 2022 Day 30: Aquarium

Summary: A Leviathantale Bitty AU where all mer (including the Leviathans) are bitties.

As a selkie who lived most of his life away from society, the concept of ‘bitties’ had always baffled Geno. Small enough to be pets, but intelligent enough to be more than that. Still, despite their ability to think and feel, many landwalkers treated bitties like novelty toys to use and abuse. Landwalkers were always so strange and cruel with their creations and discoveries. It’s the main reason why selkie-kind was so strict in hiding their true identities. 

It just seemed cruel to buy and own another intelligent being for the sake of amusement. The thought left a sour taste in his nonexistent tongue every time he thought it.

Still, despite his reservations against “owning” bitties, Geno could never deny Blank. Especially when they came to him with the saddest look in their eyes and a horribly shaken and traumatized bitty in their favorite plastic bucket that they always carried around. Apparently, despite being an expensive kind of bitty, Cross had been deemed ‘defective’ and was close to being euthanized before Blank pitter-pattered into the store. The shopkeeper, who has a soft-spot for the child, decided to give Cross to Blank as a ‘gift’. 

“Bwank luv Cwoss,” Geno’s pup pleaded from the get-go. ‘Oh no, they already named him,’ was Geno’s first coherent thought. “Keep Cwoss, Mama? Pwease?”

Geno crumbled, of course. Between him and Blue, Geno always was weaker when it came to Blank’s watery eyes. It was only by the grace of his friend that Blank didn’t end up being spoiled rotten.

It became very clear that Cross and Blank were inseparable. The Thresher shark bitty completely adored Geno’s pup and became their unofficial protector and full-time playmate. He even joined them in bathtime.

Geno had to admit that he became fond of Cross. Fond enough that he purchased an expensive fish tank for him to stretch his fins and have a space of his own. It was large enough to fit many bitties, so Cross had all the space he needed.

Of course, Blue took this as an invitation to get bitties of his own. Soon enough, Ink and Error came into their lives, making their home louder and more chaotic. But they loved Blue and Blank deeply, so Geno tolerated their bickering and messes.

Then Kelp, bless his kind soul, had the bright idea to start bringing in rescues. 

Nightmare, Dream, Horror, Dust, and Killer certainly made things more exciting for Cross. He took to them after his initial weariness. As much as Blank brightened up his life, his new Shiver was exactly what he needed. 

When Stretch brought Sans and Papyrus, who were big enough to need tanks of their own, Geno put his foot down. No more bitties.

…Only to make an exception when he met Reaper. 

The orca bitty had been stuck in a too-small goldfish bowl in a corner of a pet shop in the mainland. Geno had traveled there for an errand and caught sight of the depressed bitty. His poor fin drooped as he stared through the glass with an empty gaze. Geno bought him then and there and brought him back home.

Now, Reaper is a completely different bitty. He’s energetic and a little dopey, always trying to grab Geno’s attention. He’s touchy too. Whenever Geno comes close Reaper always grabs at his hands for a cuddle. 

It’s clear to everyone and Geno that Reaper is completely and utterly besotted.

Geno’s quiet family of three has grown within a blink of an eye and he can’t find it in himself to be annoyed by that. 

“Good morning, beautiful,” Reaper sings from the opening of the tank as Geno made his way to the kitchen for some coffee. Shameless as ever, Reaper rattles off his mating song in an effort to woo Geno as he does every morning. At this point, it’s part of the routine. Still, Geno flushes behind his mug at the attention as Killer and Dust snickers amongst the plastic plants at his plight.

Blank wakes up not too long after. Carefully, they move the bitties to a tank settled in a wagon for their daily walk through the town. Today, they’re going to the beach area so the bitties can look at the ocean up close.

“Be careful,” Geno cautions them as he helps them wheel the wagon through the front door, “you know that bitties can’t touch saltwater. It’ll hurt them.” And kill them, but Blank doesn’t need to know that part. “Remember, come back home before lunch.”

“Okie, Mama,” Blank chirps.

“Don’t worry, Gen. We’ll keep an eye on them,” Reaper assures him with a soft look in his eyelights. “It’s only a trip to the beach. What’s the worst thing that can happen?”

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And then later, a series of events causes the bitties to somehow wind up in saltwater and turn into full-sized mers, revealing the secret that all aquatic bitties are actually mers turned smol by evil science. 

Geno = That one parent who claims they don’t want a pet but ends up doting on the pet

Geno with Bitty!Reaper flirting: (rolls eyes)

Geno with Grown!Reaper flirting: (sweats)

#leviathantale #mermay 2022 #little selkie #blank #bitty au