Eight-year-old Bruce: Who is the boy in the attic?
Thomas: We don't talk about him
Ten-year-old Bruce: Who is the boy in the attic
Alfred: I've never seen anyone up there, Master Bruce. But if I did, I would recommend acting as though you never saw him
Twenty-four-year-old Bruce: Don't go to the attic
Nine-year-old Dick: Why not?
Bruce: The Waynes just don't go up there or acknowledge what may or may not be there. You just never let those things know you can see them
Danny, haunting Wayne Manor for over a decade: SQUATTER RIGHTS
Dick: What was-
Bruce: Shhhhh, go to sleep. You heard nothing. You saw nothing. You say nothing.
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Nothing much to say, I’ve been saying it for years.
That man is the greatest of all time and he doesn’t need a title for that to be true, contrary to what some believe.
A hard ass worker, a humble man when the time is right cause y’all like to play with him all type of way sometimes… he knows his worth.
He’s proven time and time again that he deserves everything he has and coming his way and I’m so damn proud of him.
He represents more to me than just being a pretty face and being the best there is to offer.
YEARS of fighting and hoping to see him in this position and here we are 4 years later… over 1,300 days as champion, who would’ve thought man.
Watching and being able to experience him grow as an individual and even in this line of work has been so so special. Once in a lifetime thing we have right before our eyes.
Roman will never see this, but man do I love and appreciate you. I’m so so damn proud of you.
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Tulip 2/2 ft. Isagi. Y
You slumped back onto your bed, photo frame still in hand.
You had always expected it to end like this anyways. Your selfishness always took precedence over other people’s feelings, especially those who cared most about you.
You found yourself unable to cry.
Regret reverberated throughout your entire body, and what ate away at you most was that you knew Yoichi would be blaming your mistakes on him.
All you wanted was to apologise. You used to take it as a privilege, never imagining he would stray so far from your grasp.
Maybe a nap would wash it all away.
Until you woke up, that was.
You wake abruptly to the sudden sound of knocking.
Checking your phone, you find that 2 hours have passed.
“Coming!” You call out, looking in the mirror to tidy yourself up before opening the door. You notice that your cheeks were streaked with dried tears.
He crosses your mind, but you quickly dismiss even the mere idea of him being there. After all you’ve done, do you really think he’ll give you even a thought?
He wouldn’t come to see you first thing after being inside a training facility for months. He’d definitely visit people who actually care for him.
Your heart beats heavily within the confines of your body.
You reach for the doorknob, twist it, and open it.
Surely the person knocking on your door in the middle of the day right after you woke up from the specific time slot that you allocated for sleep every afternoon, wouldn’t be him.
Though, he was always particular about not hindering you or interrupting your free time, always making sure he had an idea of the times that you’re busy, or how you were feeling before approaching you.
Surely, it wasn’t:
“Yoichi..?”
No, no this isn’t him. He looks completely different from what you remember. He looks.. taller? He’s standing with confidence and his entire demeanor is different..
Though..
“Hey, y/n..”
But his smile is exactly as you remember.
The way the corners of his lips curve upwards, and as lets out a joyful, yet awkward laugh stringing along with his words. The way he gets too nervous to maintain direct eye-contact, and glances towards the wall or the floor after greeting you.
The way he looks back up at you timidly, seeking validation.
It was all the same.
“Listen uh, I’m really sorry for.. everything” He spoke with a soft, sympathetic tone.
You were not about to let this opportunity go, you refused to lose him again. Cupping his face in your hands and looking him straight in his eyes, you said “Don’t apologise. I don’t want you blaming yourself for my mistakes anymore”.
He reaches for your forearms with both hands and gently holds them as your hands remain on his face. You feel the heat of his cheeks in the palm of your hands as he looks downwards in embarrassment.
Inching closer, he rests his forehead on your head and exhales softly.
“I just don’t want to disappoint you. I want to live up to what you expect of me, y/n.” He coyly responded.
“Yoichi, that’s not something you need to worry about. We’re not kids anymore, that stuff doesn’t matter” You paused and took a slow deep breath. You can finally get it off your chest.
“Yet, I’m sorry for ignoring you before you left, I don’t even want to imagine the way I made you felt. I.. I was so selfish..” You shuffled your feet, embarrassed. Your face began to heat up, and before you knew it, a tear dropped down your right cheek.
You lifted a hand to wipe it, but Yoichi had beaten you to it.
“That’s not true. I was in the wrong from the moment I hesitated to tell you about everything”. He wiped your tear with his thumb before tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.
He smiled; “This entire time, I was preparing what to say to you, and yet, you still managed to stump me”. Yoichi clasped his arms around you tightly yet gently and held you close. The grasp of his body felt different to before, and his newfound confidence brought you closure. He held you in his arms as he rested his head in the crook of your neck. Your heart resounded within your chest with every beat becoming louder and bearing more pressure.
Your arms remained by your side.
Giving in was not something you were prepared to do. Not in your current mindset.
The way he had changed so much, yet so little.. It made you think;
Maybe it is okay to change. To leave my bad habits behind and stop finding new ways to run away from my problems. To take a page out of Yoichi’s book, and finally leave my wrongs in the past.
You eventually gave in and wrapped your arms around his back, squeezing as tightly as you were able to. Without him, you would’ve been stuck in a loop of your congested mind, continuously likening every one of your lies with the truths of someone else.
“y/n..?” He suddenly spoke.
“Yeah?”
“Um.. you’re squeezing me a bit too tight” He chuckled.
“..Sorry”
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I am BEGGING you to elaborate on how sangcheng post canon is also wwx related (because as I was reading that post I was thinking chengyi was def more wwx related than op assumed but had no additional thoughts on sangcheng) because my grubby little hands need more chengxian to grasp onto
It's honestly not very chengxian flavoured (or is it? i cannot say I have my finger on the pulse of chengxian) I just think that actually if NHS was going to make a move on JC post canon it would be in large part about
a) just wanting to feel something, you know? and look, there's a free jiang cheng just lying around waiting for someone to pick him up. ooooh wwx the devil's got your shidi but that's fine because you're so well adjusted and estranged. this one is very vibes based but I think post canon NHS is emotionally exhausted and a little bit irritated with WWX in ways that could easily snowball via externalized self loathing and lack of anything better to do
b) the thing is NHS did many schemes, including luring Jin Ling to Xue Yang, which I don't know JC would forgive. However JC doesn't know he did that! WWX does know he did that but has no hard evidence and kind of thinks JC hates him and wouldn't believe him. I think there is some real potential for WWX to insert himself into that ship even if sangcheng are just exploring life after pyrrhic catharsis via each other's bodies.
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