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moremousewrites · 21 days

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Disarm

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Pairing: Astarion/Tav (GN)

Prompt: Astarion and Tav have a secret relationship and are discovered

Tags: suggestive language, light fluff, caught in the act, grinding

A/N: thank you for the prompt! I kept it relatively spoiler free and gender neutral. I hope you enjoy!

Another dingy basement full of traps; terrific. Astarion had been hunched over for at least an hour trying to disarm each square foot. “Whatever's in here better be worth this many traps” Astarion lifted a tripwire from the floor and removed the explosive attached to it.

You sat on a barrel, ready to extinguish the flames with a spell at a moment's notice. Perhaps you were a bit distracted by Astarion's focused expression as well but you weren't too concerned about a trap going off. As you'd learned in your time together, Astarion was very dexterous.

“We could always just set them off and pick through the ashes” you joked, watching him roll his eyes at the suggestion.

“Are you volunteering to be the one to trigger the traps?” he asked, turning toward you. His face looked exhausted but you could see a glint of mischief in his eyes.

You shook your head. “I was thinking about sending Karlach in. She could handle it” you shrugged.

Astarion walked over to you, resting his hands on your makeshift seat, cornering you. “And where are our dear companions now?” He asked, his signature purr lacing every word.

You parted your legs, instinctively, letting him stand between them. Your little situation with Astarion was hard to explain so you never really tried. Of course there was the sex but neither of you really left it at that despite both of your best efforts. You'd hand him the best loot first, letting him greedily hoard it from the rest of the camp until someone would intervene because he didn't really need a channeling staff. In battle, you noticed he'd defend you more than you thought was necessary. Some patterns were just being slipped into. Like how every morning you'd ask how his hunting went the night before. And every night he'd find some clandestine way to touch your hand before you turned in for sleep.

“They went outside. I think they were bored” your eyes flitted to his lips which were moving closer to your own. You stayed still, waiting for him to make the first move.

With a quick turn of his face, Astarion leaned in to whisper in your ear. “Then it seems we're all alone” his voice dripping with desire. You couldn't help but try to squeeze your legs together at the sound of his voice, forgetting he stood between them still. Your thighs pressed against his and Astarion let out a light scoff at your expense. “Eager, are we?” he teased. You felt his lips press into your jaw, traveling across your neck. You nodded your head, a flush blooming across your face.

You let out a small sigh, grinding yourself into him further. As Astarion moved to the waistband of your trousers, a heartstopping voice pulled you from your reverie.

“I FUCKING KNEW IT!” Karlach's voice boomed throughout the basement. Astarion straightened himself immediately, trying to act casual but thoroughly shaken from the intrusion. You were not nearly as composed. You scrambled to jump off the barrel and fell off of it, bruising your ego more than anything else but that was irreparable now.

From behind Karlach you saw Shadowheart, a sly grin across her features. “Well isn’t this a cozy scene. Wyll owes me 15 gold pieces” Shadowheart walked back upstairs, a sway in her step.

You stood up from the ground, irritated. “Aw Tav, you're blushing” Karlach said in a sing-songy voice a school child might.

Astarion put on his most flirtatious drawl and pointed at you, “You're welcome to watch, Karlach but you wouldn't believe how deep that blush goes” he gave her a pointed look through his impenetrable grin. You sent a glare his way.

Karlach raised her hands in surrender and began walking up the stairs. “If you're still looking for loot, keep it. I don't wanna touch it after you” she disappeared behind the door and Astarion looked at you.

“Well, now that the cat's out of the bag,” he held your waist and pulled you close. “Shall we pick up where we left off?”

You rubbed the bridge of your nose and shook your head. “Just disarm the fucking traps, please” you were in no mood to continue what you had started. Astarion chuckled at your frustration and got back to work. You sat on the barrel again, feeling a bit happier than before.

#bg3 #bg3 fanfic #astarion #fic request #astarion x tav #astarion x reader #bg3 fanfiction

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pixiemage · 1 year

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(Originally an addon to this post about Ao3 not using an algorithm)

There are FOUR WAYS to get people to read your stories on Archive Of Our Own, and none of them include relying on a nonexistent algorithm to get them to interested parties.

Choose a good title! And yes, there is such a thing as a good title, though I'll admit it's rare for me to see a bad one. Even something as simple as "The one where Martyn forgets the milk" is enough to get me wondering what kind of story earned a title like that. Sometimes a song lyric works super well if it fits the vibe of your story, and sometimes coming up with something of your own might work better. Sometimes making a joke in the title draws more attention if you've written a story that will make people laugh, and sometimes choosing a one- or two-word phrase that catches the eye is all it takes. (If I see a fic called "Poppies, Princes, and Paranoia" I might just get curious enough to wonder what in the world is in that story.)

Write a summary! Please. Please, for the love of god, give your story a summary. Every time I come across a fic that says "haha I'm bad at summaries, just read the story lolz" my first instinct is to move on. By saying you're Bad At Summaries, you're also implying that you're bad at writing, and any potential reader won't take the time to click on your fic and give it a chance when it looks like the author isn't confident in their own work. You don't have to write a masterpiece in the summary section. You can say "Tim has a no good, very bad day. Luckily his partner is there to cheer him up." And look! Ta-da! Summary! :D It's short, sweet, and to the point, and it's miles better than saying you don't know how to write one. OR! OR, if you don't like that either, then you can literally take a short and interesting chunk from the story itself and drop it in the summary box. Look! You're doing great! ^^ You've given a taste of your writing, hinted at what's to come, and caught someone's eye. THAT will hook a potential reader far more than laughing about how "bad" you think you are at writing summaries in general. Self-depreciation may work for a social media post, but it doesn't work to sell your writing.

Clearly tag your work! I'm sure I'm not the first person to say this, but putting clear and relevant tags on your story will ALWAYS bring new readers to your story. Many people on Ao3 search specifically by tag to better narrow the massive sea of stories they'll need to choose from. So tag relevant ships and characters (preferably only the ones that are a primary focus in your fic), tag the proper fandoms, define if it's "hurt/comfort" or "angst" or "fluff" or "crack", and add the main plot concepts where needed. (For example, I'm writing an Amnesia AU, so I tagged it as both Amnesia and Temporary Amnesia, because while the amnesia is a lingering factor in the plot, it WILL NOT BE later, and some people are more likely to read if they KNOW the conflict in the plot will be resolved.) And while I understand not wanting to tag certain things for spoiler reasons (though you should add those once they're revealed in a chapter), I DO RECOMMEND tagging relevant warnings, as well as specifying whether the ending will be a GOOD one or a BAD one. Some readers are more or less likely to click on a story based on that alone. I've specifically taken a chance on a sad-sounding story before because the author said it would end happily, and more often than not I wasn't disappointed! I wouldn't have read a sad story otherwise! Tag that shit!***

JUST KEEP WRITING! People will stick around for a good story! It's true that quality of writing will make a good fic stand apart from a great one, and that comes down to skill. That's not to say people won't read a story that's written by a less skilled author, because if you tag and title and summarize your story well, you'll still draw in readers, and most people will stick around to enjoy an interesting story whether it's 2k works or 20k. But the more you write (and the more you READ), the more you'll learn and the more you'll improve. Don't give up just because you're getting less attention than the next writer. If you keep working on your craft, you'll be right up there with them soon enough. I'm in my late 20's and it took me years to get to where I am. I'm not foolish enough to pretend I don't know I'm a quality writer, but I also refuse to call it "talent" because it's much more than that. It's a skill that I honed over years of writing and storytelling. I learned from my peers and I took inspiration from bigger and better writers to work my way up to where I am now. So don't write just to get hits and kudos, write to tell a good story! And when the comments come in, though they may start small, just know that those people are seeing the passion you're putting into your work...and they're just a small taste of the kind of joy you'll be able to share if you stick with your writing. <3

(BONUS: Share your fics on Tumblr and other sites. If you're worried that they won't get seen on Ao3 without help, then feel free to boost awareness by dropping a link and some info elsewhere. I do this every time I post something new, because I know that part of my audience lives on Tumblr! So don't hesitate to utilize the platforms you've got. Tag it properly on here and you'll get a few more reads from folks who are looking for it!)

***Please remember, too, that "Dead Dove, Do Not Eat" is not a replacement for any bad tags. What it actually means is "What's inside is what's labeled on the tin" ...or to put it bluntly: "Please for the love of god, read what I have in the tags, there's probably some uncomfy crap in here, so READ THE LABELS. You have been warned." If you don't add the tags you're Dead Dove-ing, then the Dead Dove tag is pointless and tells your audience nothing. Be kind and be clear. Your readers will thank you for it.

#Writing #Writing Advice #Archive Of Our Own #Ao3 #Fanfiction

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residentdormouse · 1 year

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Find the Word Tag

Thank you for the tag @verba-writing!! I love these games too!!

This one was a challenge to be honest. Plus, I don't really have the projects right now to insert what I couldn't find. But you know what I did find? Clinger typos 🤦‍♀️ - a work is never truly done, is it?

My Words Were: Eternal, Whisper, Present, Sunshine/Sun, & Leather.

If you would like to play - No Pressure Tagging: @asirensrage , @imagine-you , @mrsmungus , @darsynia , @scienceoftheidiot & open tag to anybody who would like to join. Please '@' me.

Your words are: Playful, Energy/Energized, Exhausted, Delight/Delightful, Sorrow

(Answers below the cut cause brevity - not my strong suit. Also, slight spoilers in being that they're mostly from Diving and not Spiral.)

Eternity

(I have no instances of “Eternal”. Can you believe that shit?! Closest I came was eternity, so I hope you don’t mind if I substitute.)

“It’s nothing, Dinny. He’s trying to get me to go home.”

“Why?”

“Because he’s trying to protect me.”

“Why?”

“Because…”

‘Because I care about you.’ The admission, along with Nick’s current expression, broke her up inside, and caused her own animated signed response.

‘And that’s why I’m here!’

It was the first signed response that she did in the heat of the moment. Watching him process the declaration felt like both an eternity and a second. The progression from confusion to acceptance to caring to worry, the slight changes in his expressions read clearly to her by this point. The combination of this image along with the increased adrenaline from the situation as a whole, it pushed her to act where she normally would have stood still, lips pressing against his, arms around his neck, holding him to that moment, to that spot.

“Ewww, you kissed.”

“Yeah, we did.”

“Why?”

Whisper

"This isn't just paranoia, is it?"

"No. I don't think it is."

Nothing more was said as they continued their walk through the lobby, corridors, shared spaces… for the first time since Max arrived here all those years ago, it felt off. Everything rang as wrong, and her instincts were screaming to get out. Glaring eyes, whispered voices…

Eye contact avoided, head hung low, Max powered through the building with a quick pace towards the suites with Harold close beside, mimicking her actions. The only thankful feeling came from making it to their hallway without incident, but even that was short lived.

Crying was the first sound she recognized, and nothing further was needed to have her pick up speed.

"Dinny! Dinny, what happened?!"

The words started forming before she even got to the door. Before she could see it hanging open. Before she spotted Nick and Steph inside comforting the small child. Lloyd, however, was noticeably absent.

Present

Meandering around the edge of camp, she spotted a decent sized stick resting in the tall grass. A perfect walking stick and as good as anything to poke about. She snatched it up and quickly got a decent rhythm of walking support to explorative poke in darker areas. No growls were heard. No red eyes glared.

She got most of the way around their base setup when she heard footsteps behind her.

"Had a bad one, huh?" She took a deep breath before she turned to face him; well, as close to facing him as she could muster. Her eyes locked on the ground, and she only noticed out of her peripherals that Glen was offering his vape. It took a second to shake herself back to the present, but she accepted the offer once she finally felt in control again. He was giving her a smile, but all she felt was pain. Guilt in the center of her chest. Eating at her. She needed to focus elsewhere.

"Did you tell him to 'fuck off'?"

Sunshine/Sun

The sun poked through the scattered breaks in the green canopy above them, and Hayden felt herself leaning into Glen from her spot on the polished metal bench.

It wasn’t hard to find picturesque views in the area, and she was pretty sure that was a deliberate design. She wasn’t going to complain though, and she was sure Glen didn’t have any concerns on that front. The thought was confirmed as his arm wrapped around her shoulders comfortably, allowing her to fall further against him.

The need for a slight reprieve was felt by all of them, and no one, not even Glen, could object when Nick jotted down the suggestion in his notepad. Food was addressed, and they had a safe space they could go back to for the night. That was enough to earn the time to relax and process. For Hayden and Glen, that meant finding a private spot to adjust and contemplate everything that happened in a tranquil setting.

“How’d we get here, Giggles?”

“Right?”

They shared a laugh as a light breeze went through the peaceful grove they found for a sanctuary.

Leather

"Alright, well if that's all over, I'm gonna head out here until we all find our clothes. Cover it up, Grandpa. You two. Full judgment here. Fucking gross…"

Max sent a wink towards Hayden indicating it was just her way of playfully giving them shit. Tactless? Maybe. Did she really care? Meh…

Abrasiveness was one of her many features. It was her way of weeding out the weak. You wanted to be worthy of her inner circle, you were getting the full version of her. Fuckery was another fine tactic in her personal arsenal. Both were used on the regular. Why bother wasting time, nobody had it to spare.

She strode out of the bedroom and off to the entryway, not hesitating to open the closet and dig out a brown leather jacket.

“Nice style…”

“I’ll be sure to pass that along to its owner next time I see her...” Hayden came out from the bedroom, still in the process of throwing on a warmer sweater. Right on her heels was Lloyd, still harnessing a highly anxious energy. Glen was the last to come out, buttoning up the flannel over his plain white t-shirt.

“Alright, let’s get this shit over with.” Max adjusted the position of the jacket on her shoulders, and nodded her head at the group, eyebrows flashing up to highlight the excitement that was building up behind the aloof facade.

#mouse's tag games & reblogs #they're not the best excerpts #but I thought that about all options #tbf it's after 9pm #and you know - the horrors #can't trust them

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kagrenacs · 11 months

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I figured ksbd was going to do that, cutting this so people don't see spoilers in the tags. I feel the need to ramble a little (cw for discussion of mental illness & abuse, unrelated to the update)

Anyways here's my original theory

As I said, I thought she was going to be killed at blood sated sword soul and instinctively learning how to not die, even when dead. However retaining her injuries, and being cared for by Maya.

Ultimately though, I'm glad Abaddon kept in the Jadis bit. It really speaks to me, as a survivor of medical/psychiatric abuse, and it was especially welcome after last winter when I severely relapsed. I know for him, it also came from a very dark place and he's discussed as much here. I feel I can see it in the aesthetics used in Jadis' pyramid. (I have unfortunately spent a lot of my time looking at hospital tile ceilings, and this setting reminds me of them, but there are plenty more overt examples, just skim that arc.)

To elaborate: Jadis' whole deal is stasis, not changing, not moving on, being literally unable to do so. She does genuinely care for Allison, but her position of power over her allows her to impose this ideology onto her, one which does not benefit Allison. Everyone made jokes about 'how is Allison going to take the steps to get out of here with one foot lol' to the point where I think people missed the message. Allison did not want those prosthetics because they represented that control, they weren't her choice.

Another thing I really appreciated about this arc's message, is the fact that Allison never moves on. Forwards, sure, but she admits she'll always hurt from this. The thing about the psychiatric system in my experience, is it's built on this idea of returning yourself to a normal life, where you're a productive member of society and no longer disruptive/so overtly seen. Our society rewards those who can mask, and punishes those who can't. For myself, I was having such extreme and constant trauma responses that I was gaslit into believing I was actively choosing to be disruptive and encouraged to disassociate as much as possible to get through my day, instead of ever accepting it and learning to constructively live with it (or god forbid, being provided with accommodations). Something I think fits well with KSBD's theme of acceptance over denial/flippancy.

#I tried to make this post so many times istg #just couldn’t articulate what I was feeling. not sure if I’ll ever be able to entirely speak my mind properly on this topic

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1legitconnor · 7 months

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Tag Game: Oc Ship Songs

Thank you to @valentinerose529 for the tag!

rules: write about two to five songs from them that represent your a ship between your ocs (it can be platonic or romantic or a secret third thing). then add a quote from said wip (if possible!) underneath it.

This is a tough one. I have a few different pairings to choose from, but some of them are slow burns and don't have a lot of strong ship moments in the first book, which is the one I'm currently on.

But I'm going to go with a pairing that is, on multiple levels, very much a secret third thing: Piper and Talia. They were not in the first book very much in the early drafts and then I realized that the story needed a lot more of them, which is part of what I'm doing in my current round of editing.

I'll tag @saintedseraph, @athenswrites, and @innocenthedgehog. Anyway, here we go:

Why Do I Feel Like This by Su Lee

Like I said, most of my ships are slow burns and will develop more over the course of the series, but these two start the first book in a place where at least one of them realizes that something might be between them that they weren't expecting and they have no idea what to do about that.

“I’m probably going to be late getting back anyway,” Talia shrugs. “Is there something you need, Your Highness?” “I’ve told you that you can just call me Piper,” the woman says. “At least when we aren’t in polite company. Or when we’re around people who don’t know of my claim to the throne.” “So, everybody?” “A lot of people, yes,” Piper admits. “I wouldn’t exactly call it everybody.” “You make the twins call you Your Highness all the time,” Talia says, her brows furrowing. “They aren’t…I know what I ask them to call me,” Piper says. “But I’ve known you for much longer than I’ve known them. I’d say we’re close enough that you don’t necessarily have to keep to formality.”

2. How Dare You by MALINDA

I think this song applies in that whatever is between Piper and Talia is unspoken and not allowed to the extent that neither of them thinks that it should be. To be clear, nobody else would have a problem with it. But they, individually, assume that it shouldn't happen, while also really hoping that something changes so that it can.

Talia takes a drink from her canteen. “The way I see it, no matter how you get there, you’re going to make a great ruler,” Talia says. “But you have to get there first.” “That’s true,” Piper sighs. “I just wonder if-” “If you have to fight them, then you need to kill them,” Talia says. “Your focus has to be on killing them because they’ll be focused on killing you. The middle of combat is a bad time to wonder if they might be good people or not.” “And if you’re wrong? If I’m wrong?” “Then that sucks,” Talia sighs. “But my job is to keep you alive. And this is the best way that I know how. You need a killer instinct or none of the rest of this matters, Your Highness.” “I’ve asked you to call me Piper.” “Sorry.”

3. Wild Heart by Mumford & Sons

I'm not able to share any more book clips at this point without getting into bigger spoilers, but I did want to include at least one more song that I think speaks for the kind of path I intend for this particular slow burn to take. Just the realization that, for both of them, there really isn't anybody else that would work with them. It's Piper and Talia and it's never been anybody else.

#tag game #piper #talia #writeblr #my writing #my ocs #writing excerpt #a legally mandated adventure

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suncursedhealer-old-blog · 1 year

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NOTICE!

This blog has been Remade (this is a side blog, I made a new account for it to make things easier on me) HERE is a link to the new blog. I will leave everything on here Un-changed, but some information might be Out of date. (New blog will link back here for those curious.)

Hello, I am Frosty (She/They, AroAce, with ADHD,) the author for Ichika. And this is my Writing Blog. I thought her up a few years ago and have been fiddling with her character ever since. I'll give a basic rundown of how she interacts with the plot below the cut. (I am working on a fic but I have re-written the first 5 chapters more then once due to the POV being weird and clashing with the story.)But first, ground rules! <3

Please Be Kind. I don't mind criticism, in fact that's one of the reasons I'm finally making a blog for this. What I do mind is needlessly harmful, or even potentially harmful comments, to me or anyone else. Just use common sense please. <3

No NSFW please. I don't mind a little spice but NSFW makes me uncomfortable most of the time.

Please don't ship Ichika with anyone. I have multiple reasons for this but I simply request that you don't ship her. (Of course I can't and won't even try to stop you from headcanon pairings but please don't bring ships onto the blog.)

Read the TWs on posts please! This is less of a rule and more of a warning. There are some things regarding her story that can be triggering. I'll put a generalized TW list under the rules with TWs that appear multiple times (or are major) in the story here, and then each post will be tagged appropriately. If it is not please drop into my inbox and tell me. (I have my own triggers and I don't like it when someone doesn't tag their stuff correctly so call me out if I mess up please)

Tiny thing here, I (Frosty) do not swear and while I'm not asking any of you to not do so, please understand that I won't be writing those words even if it is in character. I know several characters would swear in many situations but I can't write that without feeling uncomfortable. Thank you for not pushing. <3

~~~~General TWs~~~~

Canon Typical Violence, Canon Typical Gore, Mentions of (Past) Non-Con/Rape, Mentions of (Past) Abuse, <- a lot of it in that case

(I think that is all I need to tag for General TWs but it may change in the future)

In Character Introduction!

(please keep in mind that the blog is currently "set" early in the timeline. So the introduction reflects as such. The blog will hopefully progress through her timeline as I write more and eventually there might be a second introduction!)

~~~~ general rundown below cut <3 ~~~~

Ichika is lost in the woods when she runs into Tanjiro, who is on his way back home. (Ep 1) Upon the discovery of his family, Ichika does her best to comfort him and get Nezuko to a doctor. Blah blah basic OC insert....

Or is it?

Ichika has more skill then she lets on. Her instincts are on point and she seems to have more stamina then she should without training. Regardless, she continues on, learning information about the Demon Slayer Corps with Tanjiro, and doing her best to help the last survivors of a family she was to late to help.

There are some Odd interactions that Tanjiro notices with Ichika but he just can't figure out what or why. He doesn't want to press too much though, he doesn't want to be rude and Ichika is risking her life for his sister and him.

He does know a few things about her though. Ichika wears an eyepatch on her left eye, not because she's blind in that eye but because she doesn't like people seeing it. She is skilled in hand to hand combat and medicine. She knew about demons before she met him. She gets scared by new people so easily, but it's mild... suppressed... Almost as if she doesn't want to feel it or is hiding it.

(I will eventually add a Full summary of Ichika's story and link it here. However it will be full of spoilers so it might hamper the enjoyment of other posts.)

#DemonSlayer OC #introduction post #Ichika (Original Character)#Sun Cursed Healer #Frosty Speaks <3 #pinned post

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kiwikyuu · 3 years

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━━━━━━━━ all the different shades of orange ; hinata shōyō

summary — whoever said that hinata shōyō is a ball of sunshine is a liar

word count — 3k

genre — imagine ; kinda enemies to lover, fluff

warning(s) — major spoilers about spring interhigh for those of you who haven't read the manga, insults thrown around, kinda out of character hinata, cursing, not edited

a/n — okay but have y'all seen e2l hinata shōyō besides kagehina lmao because i haven't and thought it'd be interesting to try out. also wow i have never put so much effort into a work like this one (hopefully it reaches a lot of people and you can all find some joy in reading!)

❝ WATCH WHERE YOU'RE FUCKING GOING NEXT TIME, YOU ROTTEN BELL PEPPER. ❞

Hate was a strong word but the flaring anger in your heart and overwhelming urge to run into a wall whenever your eyes landed on that tangerine said otherwise. It wasn't that you went out of your way to dislike someone that has everyone wrapped around their finger. It just so happened that you had no tolerance for bullshit, and Hinata Shōyō pissed you off in every way possible.

It started on the first day of high school.

Walking beside Minari, a friend from middle school, the two of you were eager to leave the building. The idea of grabbing steamed buns had unraveled itself in your mind, and what better way to enjoy food than by sharing?

"Are you going to try out for any clubs?" Your elbow bumped against hers as you two walked the slowly emptying hallway. "I think I saw the girls soccer team holding tryouts soon."

Minari shrugged, but you could already see the thoughts pinging in her mind. "I might if I can."

See, the two of you had almost reached the staircase when it happened. Minari's long hair covered her view from time to time, so you were used to looking out for her while chastising the girl about the usefulness of a hairband. But what you didn't expect as you pulled the girl aside just as a gaggle of guys rushed by was the full strength of a short orange-haired boy catching you off guard and nearly sending you tumbling down the flight of stairs.

"I'm sorry! I - I didn't see you there!" He shouted, his hand coming out to latch instinctively onto your school uniform before you could be thrown back far. "And on the first day too... I'm so sorry! Please accept my apology."

You stared at the short boy standing before you looking positively green with anxiety and guilt. Minari was already calming him down with mentions of accepting his apology, but all you could focus on was the pounding beat of your heart and the tingling feeling in your legs from your near-fatal experience.

"Watch where you're fucking going next time, you rotten bell pepper," you muttered before pushing his fingers off your now wrinkled white shirt.

You had walked away first, Minari in tow, but not before catching the shine of his name tag, 'Hinata Shōyō,' and the wide-eyed stare on his face that sent shivers down your back.

From that day forward, every flash of orange around the school seemed to be followed by a glare on your end and a roll of eyes on his.

"You're in the way, pumpkin head." Your words cut through the chattering hallway and sliced at Hinata who in turn threw you a pointed look, something that all the First Year students knew by now was reserved for only you. "I'm trying to get to the library, but somebody's walking too slow. Aren't you supposed to be on the volleyball team?"

Hinata scoffed, but stepped aside to let you through. Dirty looks were all he had in his armory apparently as time after time after sending an insult or two his way, he held his tongue. You liked to think it was because he didn't have the proper brain cells to form a response, but sometimes you wondered if you were being too much.

Up ahead, Minari waved at you to hurry before all the seats at the library were taken. Shaking yourself of your thoughts, you walked over to her. Unbeknownst to you, while you shouldered your bag, your wallet tipped over and fell out at a certain somebody's feet.

Hinata picked up your ratty wallet, noticing it on the floor, and went to call out to you before catching himself. What did he care? Still, unable to ignore it, he pocketed your belonging making note to give it back to you later. Right now, he had a game to worry about.

Somehow you had ended up at the Karasuno vs. Aoba Johsai game during the Interhigh Preliminaries. Minari had dragged you up to the stands as discreetly as possible after convincing you that she wasn't feeling up to study. Considering she had her eyes set on a certain 5'10 blueberry, you were foolish enough to think that she'd wanted to take you some place fun.

Now as the two of you stared down at the game happening eagerly, you let out a sigh upon noticing Hinata. As if your day couldn't have gotten worse after misplacing your wallet, you were displeased to find that he was looking right back up at you with the same wide-eyed stare he had when you two had first met.

Shivers ran down your back almost as if on cue, and you tore your gaze away from him fully ready to leave the gymnasium and trudge back home. But had you turned away, you would have missed the freakish oddball combination execute their quick attack.

"Holy shit," you breathed. "What the fuck was that?"

Minari smirked. "Tobio-kun is a great setter, isn't he? Or were you too focused on Mr. Bell Pepper to notice."

You shot her a frosty look, pushing down the stuttering emotion starting to rise in your chest that most definitely did not feel like anger. "As if."

The game continued for what seemed like days but turned out to be hours at most ending at a score of 1:2 in Aoba Johsai's favor.

Deafening silence overtook your ears. Minari was quick to leave the stands, mumbling something about consoling the fallen setter while your eyes searched for some semblance of sunshine in Hinata's sullen ones.

Spotting his sunken expression, you felt yourself regret the hatred that had sparked for him for just a moment. A fleeting moment that buried itself in your heart, planting a seedling of growing doubt.

"Minari, we have to catch the bus back!" You called out to your friend as you joined her on the gymnasium floor.

She glanced your way, halting the conversation she had began with her Tobio-kun. "Two minutes, and then we can go. Please?"

You nodded despite feeling discomfort crawling up your spine at being surrounded now by those you didn't know. You settled by the door, checking your phone mindlessly to pass the short time only looking up when an outstretched hand came into view.

"You dropped this earlier." Hinata's words were short, sharp, and you were suddenly glad you had never been on the end of his scathing remarks. "On your way to the library," he continued.

"Oh," was all your malfunctioning mind could come up with as he took your open hand in his, placing your wallet gently in your palm. The warmth of his skin seemed pressed into your own even after he had started to stalk away.

Clearing your throat, you spoke before you could stop yourself. "You did well today. I - uh," you paused. What were you even saying? "I watched from the stands."

He offered you a soft smile, one that you realized could light the world aflame, before walking back to his awaiting team.

You placed your hand over your drumming heart, sedating the flustered feeling he had left behind with you, chanting in your mind over and over again that Hinata Shōyō was a menace and you had no plan to ever like him let alone fall for him.

But no one ever plans to fall in love.

The Karasuno Boys Volleyball Club seemed to practice non-stop funnily enough, rather motivated by their loss from months ago instead of despaired. Minari had become a regular face during practice as she cheered the boys on in an attempt to woo Kageyama still, and by fault, so had you.

"Y/N, Tangerine's on his way over here." Minari nudged you, stealing your attention from the workbook open in your lap.

You shrugged, trying to focus on anything other than your slowly rising heartbeat. "Why? Did the coach bench him for his subpar plays?"

"No, actually Tangerine wanted to give you something but he's currently reconsidering."

You looked up immediately, eyes narrowing upon noticing Hinata standing in front of you with a small smirk. "You're looking really fucking smug for a guy who still needs to work on his skills. Kageyama says you lack basic technique."

Hinata rolled his eyes at you. "You're being rude."

"It's because I don't like you," you answered smoothly. "So get back to practice before you lose any more volleyball brain cells."

He let out a small laugh. Turning away, for a moment you thought he'd actually leave as simple as that, but just before he took another step, he tossed something your way. It fell on top of your workbook, smacking against the thin pages, causing a couple of the boys to look your way while Hinata jogged back to the net.

Minari leaned in closer to you. "He got you—" She cocked her head in confusion. "A wallet?"

It was a deep shade of orange that almost made you laugh out in irony. Detailed with card slots and a latch with snapping buttons, the wallet was definitely an improvement from the one you had right now.

"That's sweet... right?" Minari questioned, watching your expression as you opened the wallet to reveal a note — scratchy handwriting on a scrap of notebook paper.

'thought your wallet looked ratty old. not in a mean way of course!!!!

— your favorite, Pumpkin Head Shōyō

ps. my sister picked out the color :p'

"Stupid fucking carrot," you whispered under your breath, feeling your cheeks grow warm at his message. "I don't need a new wallet."

Minari scoffed at your words, turning to face you completely and taking your hands in hers with seriousness. "Be honest with me." You stared at her blankly. "Be honest, and tell me if you actually hate Hinata as much as you say you do. Why don't you just drop the act? You two obviously like each other enough to be friends, so why keep this all up? Isn't it tiring?"

Her words echoed through the hallways of your mind minutes, hours, and days after. Sitting at your desk in school, on your walk home, lying in bed staring up at the ceiling, they were as loud as life itself.

You thumbed the straps of your bag while waiting for the bus. The sun was slowly dropping from the sky, setting on the horizon leaving you in a thoughtful orange haze.

You two obviously like each other enough to be friends, so why keep this all up? Isn't it tiring?

The weeks following were conflicting and chaotic. Exam season settled on Karasuno High School jolting the students and staff into a cloud of stress.

You spent your spare time at the library, eyes boring into material that just wouldn't stick while a certain rotten bell pepper took his seat next to you.

"I have to pass my finals or Sugawara senpai is going to nail me to a wall," Hinata explained, spreading his notebooks out on the desk and bumping his elbow against yours in the process. "You do well in your classes, right? Do you — " He looked abash. "D - Do you mind helping me?"

Against your better judgement, you nodded. Looking back now, you suppose that's where your odd friendship began.

Days on end, the two of you would stay behind to cycle through the material slowly building a tolerance of each other much to everyone's surprise.

"Do you still hate me?" The question came one night, the weekend before his exams.

Hinata looked at you from where he sat on the swings, kicking his feet at the sandy grounds. The two of you were at the park, cooling off after a long study session.

Your eyes fell to the can of convenience store coffee in your hands. The slight of the passing breeze drilled his question further in your mind.

"No, I don't think so," came your answer, words wobbly and unsure despite the thrum of your heart beating loudly against your chest and the warmth in your cheeks.

Silence filled the space between you two before Hinata finally spoke up again.

"Then do you like me?"

Your body felt lit aflame, mind jumping immediately to the way he made you feel things you hadn't much before. "As a friend," you decided after a moment of flustered emotions. "We're friends, I guess."

Hinata nodded thoughtfully. "Well, I like you." He took a deep breath. "As more than a friend, but if you feel that way then I'll wait for you. We have time."

His confession became lost among the flurry of thoughts and colliding emotions raging on inside you. Before you could say anything in response, Hinata got to his feet, shooting you that now familiar smile of his and offering you his hand.

The new year overwhelmed your senses like a storm of rain after a drought. Refreshed after the break, you returned to school with a new sense of purpose amplified by the motivation the new year always brings.

Hinata's confession had remained in your mind, pushed to the back by celebration but still bugging you every so often. The apricot haired boy had showed up, throwing ping pong balls (of all things) at your window to catch your attention over the break asking if you wanted to go grab something sweet with him. You promptly responded with a rejection, only to find yourself walking with him ten minutes later.

"How was your break?" Minari asked, bundled in a jacket, scarf, and hat. She joined you at your side, catching you on your walk from the bus stop to school.

You shrugged, pulling your puffy jacket closer to you. "It was okay. You?"

She smiled. "Hung out with Tobio-kun. We went for hot chocolate, and he taught me how to set." Her eyes seemed almost dazzling at the memory, and you laughed, pushing her lightly away.

"You and your Tobio-kun are positively gross," you said. "Absolutely—"

Your words were halted at the feeling of warm fabric settling around your neck and a known face popping up beside you with a proud smile.

"Stay warm. You can give it back to me later," Hinata said before jogging away to catch up with a pair of Second Year boys ahead.

Your hand came up to the green scarf around your neck, failing to form comprehensive sentences. Heart thundering, you ignored the funny looks others sent your way. Glancing at Minari, you caught her slipping giggles.

"What happened to Hinata Shōyō being a rotten bell pepper?"

"Shut up."

Lending you his scarf when days seemed too cold was just the beginning of it all. Days turned into weeks turned into months of Hinata pining after you and you—though obvious to everyone else—trying to decipher your feelings for him.

"Hey, I missed you," Hinata said to you lightly after you had agreed to drop something off for Kageyama on Minari's behalf. Quickly realizing the meaning of his words, however, Hinata corrected himself. "I mean—um, as in I m - missed you earlier. Like... like I didn't catch you today, you know?"

You tilted your head at him with endearment, a small smile playing across your lips at the sight of his blushing face. "Yeah, don't worry. I got it, sweet potato."

His flustered expression dropped. "You think I'm sweet?"

Your eyes widened, stuttering to form a response and correct yourself out of this situation you had suddenly been thrusted in. Luckily, Kageyama came to your rescue before you could embarrass yourself.

"Hinata, boke, stop flirting with Y/N!" The tall blueberry haired boy towered over Hinata with a menacing glare and a scoff. Kageyama turned to you with a blank look you took for an apologetic expression.

Shaking your head profusely, you put your hands up in surrender. "Ah, no worries, Kageyama. I—uh, I have something for you from Minari. She has classroom duties today, so she couldn't come herself."

Kageyama nodded, taking the wrapped bento box that Minari had prepared for him from your outstretched hands. He mumbled words of thanks before stalking off while muttering under his breath a colorful range of insults at Hinata who in turn sent him a funny face.

The Spring Interhigh was coming up, and you were sure the Karasuno Boys Volleyball Club was itching for redemption after what had happened last August. Deciding that you didn't want to interrupt their practice any further, you made move to leave only to stop at the feeling of a hand on your wrist.

Glancing back, you raised an eyebrow in surprise at Hinata's sudden action. "What are you—"

The tangerine boy had exchanged his lighthearted expression of just minutes ago with a look that you could only describe as properly motivated. "When we make it to Nationals, promise to give me a chance."

All around you, the gym seemed to fade until only Hinata was in your line of vision.

When we make it to Nationals, he had said, not if.

Unable to respond, you found yourself nodding because who were you to kid yourself at this point?

The Karasuno Boys Volleyball Club did, in fact, make it to Nationals, but unfortunately lost to Kamomedai High School in the quarter-final round while Hinata spent his time at the hospital.

Hooked up to an IV line and dressed in one of those flimsy hospital gowns, Hinata looked unusually weak laying down on the bed. The others had left not long after you had arrived though some took more convincing than others.

"Next time, you can keep your scarf to yourself," you said, cutting the silence short with a lighthearted remark.

Hinata smiled weakly at that, his hand coming to rest atop your folded ones on your lap. "Don't worry about me. I'll be fine."

You shook your head. "Obviously, you can't take care of yourself." Slipping your hands from under his, you took the hand warmers out of your pockets and placed one in each of his hands. "Luckily, you got me."

His face lit up. "Oh, do I now?"

Warmth spread through your body as you looked away from his hopeful gaze. "Well, you did make it to Nationals."

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genderfcker · 2 years

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I posted 7,866 times in 2021

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My Top Posts in 2021

broke: janus is saying things are fine because wants to tear the sides apart and this is all according to his evil plan

woke: janus is saying things are fine because they're very much not and he wants c!thomas to realize he needs to go to therapy

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@catboykonel requested that i make this amazing meme over on discord and ive decided its too nice not to share it on tumblr, too <33

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a murderer, a hitman and a vigilante walk into a bar.

the bartender looks up and goes, "want your usual, jason?"

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webtoon etiquette crash course!

hi there, new webtoon users courtesy of the absolutely adorable batfam comic that just came out! as a lover of the batfam and a veteran webtoon user, i thought it would be good to give some quick webtoon etiquette pointers from someone who's been around awhile. if you want to make the fandom fun for everyone, check the list out down below!

at some point, you're probably going to buy some fast pass episodes. they're basically a preview/early episode that regular broke readers won't see for a week or more. you're also going to probably want to share panels from those fp episodes on here. which is totally cool! just make sure to properly tag your posts with wayne family adventures fp/fast pass so the regular fans who can't get the episodes won't get spoilers.

if you ever think the episode of the week (that's what we call updates!) is too short, that's totally cool, too! don't say that in the comments of the actual episode though—it's considered impolite.

if you really like the comic, don't forget to leave a like + rate it! the comic creators will thank you, as well as everyone else hoping to get more seasons after the first initial one.

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i'm happy to see the leaks were right about scaramouche showing up in 2.1, but mihoyo i am begging you to explain more about the stars not being real.

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silver-wield · 4 years

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Morning yall! Time for your daily dose of delusion destruction! This time we're focusing on second best bros, Cloud and Barret! (because Barret and Red is brotp, I don't make the rules I just follow them lol)

Ok, spoiler warning for ppl who haven’t played – do I still need to do this? Eh ok, (I tag FF7R spoilers as final fantasy 7 remake spoilers) and it’s gonna be middling.

Also, this is one person’s interpretation of the scene, so if you disagree that’s cool and we’ll agree to disagree.

You’re also gonna have to excuse the janky quality on some of the screens, I’m grabbing them from Youtube and it’s frustrating af trying to get the exact moment I want.

Please check my master post to see if I've already covered your question, thanx

Let's mosey!

Sorry for the no cut, I'm on my phone, so I'll have to add it later.

This line. Eugh. I've seen so much damn romantic coding thrown at it I'm sick to my back teeth how people ignore literally every other relationship Cloud has with people.

This is not about Aerith.

This is about Barret.

Remember? This is what happened like five minutes prior to this line. Cloud literally lost his friend. Another one. And right after he saw a simulation of that same friend dead after being forced to watch the girl he loves get killed. Again. Because he thought Tifa died in Nibelheim and that grief is still in him.

In the last couple of weeks, to Cloud, he's lost his mom, his home, Tifa and Zack. In the last day he's lost Jessie, Biggs, his new home and now Barret.

This is his goddamn expression at the time. He's frozen in place, breathing hard. He is trying so fucking hard not to cry. He's been in a very bad place emotionally through this whole bit in the Shinra building. He cried when the grunts reminded him about Zack dying. He was so terrified of Hojo he hid behind Barret and didn't say a single word until it wasn't even possible to carry out that bravado filled threat.

Cloud doesn't want to lose his friends. Every one of them is precious to him. He cherishes them all, or did we think that AC line was more dumb ship talk?

The second Barret gasps, Cloud slid to a stop. He looks back and we don't get to see his expression here or in the rest of the cut scene. It focuses on Tifa's relief, then gameplay resumes. Because I'd bet good money Cloud looks far too emotional that Barret's OK, and we're not supposed to see this much of real Cloud behind the mask.

So back to the point this makes the whole damn thing about Barret.

Cloud stops Barret from going after Rufus and comes up with a very logical reason why. The same thing he's been reminding Barret of whenever he got too over enthusiastic about busting Shinra heads. Several times Cloud says, "Stay on mission/remember our goal". It's not "oh we must save the damsel", it's mission time.

Cloud appeals to the leader in Barret. You know, the one where he literally leads a cell of Avalanche, makes sure all his people get home? That's what Cloud is referencing. It's Barret's desire to do the job and make sure everyone goes home.

Aerith is the job.

Now, if yall actually pay attention to Cloud's face like I do then you'd have noticed his eyes look suspiciously shiny during this bit. He can't quite hide that he was as broken up by Barret dying as the others were.

He knows Barret's an all guns blazing kind of guy. I mean Cloud literally jokes about "Why did we bring you along?" before they go into the building because Barret's suggestion is a full frontal assault. Then if you take the stairs you get him saying he'd choose a last stand over this.

Cloud is protecting Barret by making him leave. Because he doesn't want to lose his friend again.

And Barret understands this immediately because he looks cut up behind those sunglasses. It's a "you care about me, you lil jackass?" look and accompanies his putting his hand to the back of his head, which is a masculine gesture to convey embarrassment.

Guys (mostly) touch the back of the head or neck when they feel embarrassed or vulnerable because it's an instinct from hunter/gatherer days when they had to watch out for predators going for the back of the neck. In modern times it's become masculine body language to show emotional vulnerability.

In conclusion

This whole bit has very little to do with Aerith. She's an excuse Cloud used to save Barret. His friend. The one who just came back from the dead.

Hollow, ykno, that thing yall also think is romantically coded, speaks of if Cloud had a second chance what he'd do differently. It's not just about girls. It's about everyone he loves. Cloud loves so many people and can't bear losing them.

Ofc he'd do everything to keep them safe.

#final fantasy 7 remake spoilers #final fantasy 7 remake analysis #cloud strife #barret wallace #character analysis #Chapter 17 escape #It's not all about Aerith #There's other people Cloud cares about

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finding-fallen-stars · 3 years

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YGO Questionnaire Part 2 Electric Boogaloo

So, my gf/bf @howaboutalittlehelpneos tagged me to do this again a... good long while ago, and I had wanted to wait until I'd finished my GX rewatch before trying this again. But ouch oof I accidentally also got through all of 5Ds again before getting to this lol

But the 5Ds rewatch definitely reshaped a lot of my thoughts, so... cracks knuckles. This won't be spoiler free, fair warning~

Favorite Series: ugh the formatting killed my original essay on this but okay GX and 5Ds are pretty tied in my book, now-- I love them equally, but in different ways! GX fulfills my love for subversive coming-of-age stories with a heartwarming, humorous, and also soulcrushing touch, and I love how each season brings a new story and new characters-- it's like reading installments of a novel series, and I think the formatting works wonders for it as a whole. It has some absolutely phenomenal character writing, too-- even the characters I dislike are ones I can appreciate for what they introduce to the story! And honestly, not enough people give the first two seasons of GX the credit it deserves: they're half the charm, really. How are you going to feel the full impact of the heartbreaking content in seasons 3 and 4 if you aren't properly attached to the characters?

But on 5Ds's side of things... it fulfills my love for stories with time loops, found family, human nature, and of course, love and death and how they intertwine. I love how the leading characters are just a bunch of broken kids from broken circumstances who all find a home with each other, and of course, how it highlights class disparity and how fucked up the prison/"justice" systems are. Yea, sure, maybe it underwent executive meddling and all, but I genuinely love it for what it is and I wish more people appreciated it... my only problem with 5Ds is the untwist with Z-ONE and then the ending s m h I adore it overall and I could go off for a long while on it. Overall, these are my two instinctive recommendations for anyone getting into Yugioh!

(look at these boys they're so important) Favorite Protagonist: Oh, believe me, absolutely nothing has changed here-- Yusei Fudo is and always will be my favorite protagonist, and my rewatch only solidified that.

I just... love him so much? He's seen so much hell in his life and carries so much guilt on his shoulders, but he still has room in his heart to believe in others and to believe that anyone can defy fate and find hope even at rock bottom. I love that he's initially introduced as this quiet, brooding figure when he really just turns out to be a huge softie who wears his heart on his sleeve half the time and wants to bring about change for Satellite and its people. Plus I just really love that his greatest flaw is something that would ordinarily be a positive trait-- he's Overly self-sacrificial, to the point where he's basically setting himself on fire to keep others warm, and that's not really framed as something Heroic

Just... he makes me so happy. I have two Yusei charms that I ordinarily keep on my keys (one was a gift from Zenzen) and they're a constant source of serotonin for me. He's Peak comfort character for me. Best protag in my book Favorite Rival: Same deal here-- still Manjoume!

look at him he's so important

While he spends a lot of the anime getting the good old damsel in distress treatment (getting suckered into a cult, getting knocked into a coma, becoming a zombie, getting fucking Killed, etc), I still think his character arc is really well-written overall and I only appreciated it even more when I watched GX again. I love the fact that he's got a soft heart he buries beneath the edgy facade, and that he's simultaneously really sharp and also kind of dense lol. He's just a fun character and watching how he evolves from episode one to episode one hundred eighty is such a satisfying journey.

Plus, props to him for being such a versatile duelist-- 50 wins in a row is HARD as is, let alone with a deck full of cards he just found laying around in the Arctic. Three ace monsters, three different archetypes... he's a really good duelist and I'm proud of him for it

Oh, but honestly, I don't really dislike any of the rivals-- I'm neutral towards Revolver and Reiji, but the remaining four (Kaiba, Manjoume, Jack, and Shark) compel me. yes I accidentally wound up liking Jack Atlas shhh Favorite BFF: Honestly, I really like most of the characters who fit this archetype-- Joey, Crow, Gongenzaka, Soulburner... I still lean a little bit more towards Joey, but I really appreciate all four of them. I'm gonna say Joey again, just because I find his evolution as a character the most compelling, but I appreciate the other three a lot. Soulburner has the best design though Favorite GFF: Oh absolutely still Aki, but I honestly... really love most female Yugioh characters? I'm assuming this is lead girls only, but like. I'm dumb and gay and I love Girls so this is naturally the most difficult one for me to answer lol

Aki just resonates with me the most because she's the prime example of how trauma doesn't always manifest in palatable ways-- when we first meet her, she's angry and lashes out at anyone and anything just because she wants the world to suffer in the same ways she's suffered, and then... we get to watch her grow from that, once she's free from Divine and able to heal the way she needs to heal. I know the second half of 5Ds didn't give her character the attention it deserved, but I'm still proud of her for winding up on the path she did-- seeing her channel her power and energy into wanting to heal and help others was just so good and was one of the few things I really Loved about the 5Ds ending.

oh, but like. Asuka Tenjoin and Aoi Zaizen are very close seconds for me!!! Aki just has a vice grip on my heart Favorite Villain: Okay, it's still technically Vector-- I think he's the most entertaining, well-written, and effective villain out of all of the ones we've seen so far, but... I also want to add Takuma Saiou and then all of Yliaster as honorable mentions?

As someone fond of tarot myself, I was naturally pretty intrigued by Saiou the first time I watched GX, but my attachment to him only grew the second time around where I actually got the chance to understand his character better. Plus, like... the visuals with him are fucking astounding and he's always so interesting to watch.

As for Yliaster, I just... really love how the big bad of 5Ds turned out to just essentially be a broken man desperate to save anyone and anything and three robotic reconstructions of the friends he'd lost. I still think the untwist with Z-ONE was stupid and I much prefer the idea of him and Yusei being the same person, but I'm still compelled by the other three-- well. Paradox less so, because we don't get a lot of Paradox lore, but. Aporia and Antinomy for sure.

ugh Yugioh has some damn good villains

Favorite Card: now that I actually play the TCG game...

Stardust is always going to be my favorite of all cards because it checks every box for me (my favorite YGO character's ace monster, space theme, what more could I want), but Aromaseraphy Rosemary has really become one of my aces in my best TCG deck! I'm still mastering irl plays, but I'm happy with my progress and I love my plant gang...

Favorite Episode: alright, here's where there's actually been a Lot of change, so...

Season 0: Episode 16: "Turnabout by a Hair's Breadth - The White-Robed Crisis" -- The more I think about this one, the more I love it; there's a... lot of corruption in the medical industry, and I've seen a lot of it firsthand, so just. Seeing a corrupt doctor get what he deserved at the end was cathartic, in a way? Plus, a Jounouchi-centric episode is always a good time.

Duel Monsters: Episodes 96-97: "Darkness vs. Darkness/One Turn Kill" -- this hasn't changed, I still love seeing Marik and Bakura bitch at each other for two whole episodes LMAO

GX: Episode 152: "Activate Super-Fusion! Rainbow Neos" -- This one hasn't changed and it likely never will-- I take so much pride in seeing Judai push forward, past the fear and guilt he's carrying, all to save Johan... it's cathartic and I never get sick of watching it.

5Ds: sweats. still all of Crash Town, but also episodes 137-147-- the Ark Cradle is one of my favorite parts of 5Ds and one of my favorite YGO arcs period, and even though each duel is a fucking gut punch, I love the emotional intensity and weight in each episode... It hurts but in a mostly good way

Zexal: Episode 143: "The Aloof Duelist 'Nasch': The Destined Final Duel" -- this one hasn't changed! Still hurts, still love it, I still weep over Ryouga Shark Kamishiro on a daily basis

Arc-V: Episodes 81-82: "Our Respective Battlefields/The Ultimate Falcon VS The Black-Feathered Thunder" -- Okay, honestly, this was hard because I... genuinely. really don't like Arc-V very much at all lol (it's just not my cup of tea, but more power to those who do like it!), but I thought this duel was a lot of fun! Shun is my absolute favorite from Arc-V and I really like the friendship he struck up with Crow a lot, so here we are

VRAINS (so far): Episode 25-26: "Virus Deck Operation/Three Draws Leading to Hope" -- honestly I am so biased because I just really love Blue Angel and I loved seeing her get a well-deserved victory like this lol. I'm not done with VRAINS, so this is probably gonna change, but anytime Blue Angel or Soulburner are on screen, I'm happy

Favorite Decks to Use: Aromages will always have my heart, but I adore Cyber Angels too! I'm building my Trickstar deck, my Synchron/Stardust deck (just waiting on Dawn of Majesty...), and my Magician Girls deck, too! Fusion, Ritual, Synchro, XYZ, Pendulum, or Link?: Synchros my beloved... but also Ritual Years in fandom: I've been here for just a little over one year now! and I wuv it... I'm never looking back Who am I tagging: no one I'm too shy

#yugioh #ygo tag meme

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an-abundance-of-castiels · 5 years

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Best Left Forgotten

Part 14: Please

Series Summary: You wake up in the bunker with a serious head injury and no memory of the last year or the Winchesters and find that Dean is avoiding you. You are determined to find out the truth about what happened but maybe the truth is best left forgotten.

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam, Cas

Warnings: language, Season 10 Spoilers

Word Count: 1403

General Disclaimer: I do not own the gif or any of the Supernatural properties or characters. This is a fan piece and is intended to be enjoyed only as such.

A/N: This is my first fic so any and all feedback is appreciated! A HUGE thanks to @weirdochick56 for rough beta-ing and encouraging me to pick this up again and give it another try in the first place!

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“She didn’t see our face! We don’t have to kill her. Please. We don’t have to.” You hear a young boy begging from down a tunnel. Heaviness presses down all over your body and you begin to feel your body. You blink your eyes open to a blurry image of your lap. Slowly, your hazy mind clears. You notice two things immediately: you’re tied in a chair and you have one hell of a headache. Whoever bashed you in the head earlier is clearly standing in front of you, so you don’t move or look up; maybe your ignorance can save you.

“You’re right Cy. We don’t have to. We get to. Here. When I get back, I want her dead.” You hear retreating footsteps and open your eyes. You frantically assess your options, a strange mix of adrenaline and hunter’s instinct giving you clarity. You have nothing in your pockets. The rope is too tight to escape. You have no hope of fighting back while tied up here. He has a gun.

Escape isn’t an option. The only thing left to do is beg.

You finally look up. The boy is lanky and nerdy looking with glasses. He’s holding a gun and looks awkward with it, like someone handed him a dead animal. He seems afraid of you and is standing terrified, looking from the gun to you.

“Please don’t hurt me,” you blurt out in desperation. You don’t wanna die like this, chained to a chair like a dog.

He stares into your eyes, conflict and fear clouding his eyes. “Ummm… maybe I can untie you? And then you run. Before he gets back, okay?” His eyes look kind, but afraid behind his glasses. He seems sincere. He glances around frantically before he steps to untie you just as a large man rounds the corner.

You recognize him. It’s that Styne man that the boys had in the dungeon. The one who killed Charlie. All fear for your life vanishes as liquid hot hatred burns through your stomach. “YOU FUCKING MURDERER! I’M GONNA-” You scream at the top of your lungs, but the words choke you when Dean rounds the corner with a gun. You feel an instinctive surge of happiness at the sight of his face. He’ll save you and kill this asshole. Your celebration is cut short when you notice the mark glowing and see the glaze over his eyes. What has he done? He’s so pale, like all the blood has been drained from his body. His body and clothes are soaked in blood. How many people has he murdered? Your stomach drops. You gag and tremble.

“Been looking for you.” Dean says glaring at the large man.

“Oh yeah? Why is that? Oh wait. You're not still sore about um, what's her name?” The Styne man waves his arm, brushing it off. Your stomach burns with anger.

“Charlie.” Dean swallows hard at her name. “Her name was Charlie.” His face falls and his eyes dim. You look down in shame. You begin to pray to Cas, something you realize you should have done earlier.

“Yeah, well. Chuckie, she got what she deserved. Wanna know how I did her? It's a kinda funny story—"

“Shut up.”

You silently pray as hard as you can. “Please hurry Cas. I think Dean can be saved. He’s covered in blood, but he’s after Charlie’s killers.”

“Straight to it, then. I respect that. You got lucky before. This time, I'm sporting some new upgrades. See my old man-”

“Your old man's dead.” Dean interrupts. “They're all dead. So, you can save me the speech on the three hearts, the two spleens, the seven nipples, for the ladies... or the fellas, I don't judge. But even with all that, you still only have one brain.” Dean smirks.

“So?”

In one swift motion, Dean draws his gun, shoots the man in the head, and turns his gun on the boy. He throws his arms up and starts to cry.

“No no no no no, don't! Dean, don't!” You scream desperately at Dean, struggling to break the rope.

Dean looks at you blankly and cocks his head, “Why not? He’s one of them.”

“No. No, I'm not! Okay, I hate my family! See, look!” The boy yanks his shirt up desperately, “No stitches! I'm not like them, I promise.”

“Oh, you are like them. There's bad in you. It's in your blood.” Dean insists matter-of-factly. “Now you can deny it and you can run from it all you want, but that bad.... will always win.” The absolute sincerity in his eyes makes your heart stop. He’s given up. How could you ever hope to save him if he’s already given up? And then it dawns on you: he’s going to kill that boy. Your Dean is about to murder an innocent kid. But maybe if you stop him, you can convince him that there’s still hope. This battle for a kid’s life suddenly becomes a battle for Dean’s soul. You continue to struggle with your ties with a renewed desperation. “He was trying to help me. He was going to let me run.” You beg with Dean as you frantically fight the ropes. You have to get to Dean so you can calm him down.

“I'll do anything you want. Okay, please. You don't need to do this” the boy begins to cry. “Please.”

Dean looks down and lowers his gun. He seems in thought. The next few seconds seem to move in slow motion. Several things happen at once:

You finally pull your hands free and yank the rope off of your torso.

Dean looks up at the boy, points his gun at him, and says, “Yeah. I do.”

You lunge at Cy.

You and Cy come crashing to the ground into a pile of books and at first, you think you got away with it. You smile at him and he looks back at you, horrified. You’re confused, and the world is a little blurry. “What’s wrong?”

Cy points at your shoulder. You reach your left arm round to feel the back of your right shoulder. It comes back bloody. Cy’s eyes grow wide and he frantically tries to pull you toward him.

“What?” You realize your words are slurred. When you don’t budge, he begins to crawl away and trips several times.

You turn to look behind you and see Dean approaching. He seems to be in no hurry and his cold eyes hold no concern for you. It occurs to your foggy mind that this is odd as you are hurriedly bleeding out.

“Why did you do that?” He asks evenly as he points the gun in your face.

You try to slide away and fall over, groaning when you hit your shoulder. “Dean…” is all you can manage to get out.

Suddenly, you see a blur of beige as Dean is tackled out of your view. You hear struggling and your body starts to react on its own, desperately dragging you away from the fight. Something brings you to a halt.

You hear Cas start begging. “Dean stop.”

Dean stands over Cas and continues to hit him. Blood is everywhere, and Cas’s face is almost unrecognizable. You feel a surge of energy. This isn’t like last time. This time it ends in Cas’s death if you don’t do something. You start to frantically drag yourself back, not sure where the sudden energy and clarity came from. You are a couple feet away when Dean takes Cas’s angel blade out and raises it high above his head, pulling Cas up by his tie. Cas grabs Dean’s hand.

“No, Dean. Please.” Cas manages to choke out through the blood.

Dean hesitates a moment with a cold expression on his face. You reach his blood-soaked leg and grab it. “Please, Dean.”

Dean glances down at you coldly and shoves you to the side with his foot. You skid to a halt roughly into a pile of books and photos, finding that whatever propelled you forward before can’t fight the blood loss. You feel like you’re drowning. You’re swimming up and just can’t reach the surface.

Cas looks at you with guilt in his eyes. “I’m sorry I failed you.”

The last thing you see before the darkness overtakes you is Dean begin to bring the angel blade down swiftly into Cas’s chest.

Part 15

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339 notes • Posted 2021-07-15 15:37:05 GMT

Okay but can we TALK about Anthony and Seb’s acting in this episode?

The fact that you didn’t forget for one moment that it was Bucky pretending to be the Winter Soldier, because as much as he tried, as much as he needed to be believable, there was always a little too much behind his eyes, a little too much emotion in his body language. He still has the fighting capabilities, but the cold, empty, emotionlessness of the Winter Soldier is antithetical to Bucky Barnes and that distinction was so incredibly clear.

And the way that Sam’s discomfort broke through the extremely thin veneer he tried to put on. The way he was so wildly out of his element, the awkwardness of trying to pass off his call with Sarah as something sinister because that isn’t who Sam is. He’s “more of a soldier than a spy,” and more than that, he’s a good man. The subtle ways he kind of mirrors Steve without knowing it, while still staying his own character, his own person, is subtly and fantastically done. This is Captain America, and I think Sam is the only one who doesn’t see that.

And then the dynamic between the two of them. The way Sam saw how Bucky was treated, how he must have lived for all those years, and just through the look in his eyes, you remember that he’s never seen him as anything less than human. (“Whoever he used to be, and the guy he is now...”) The idea of Bucky as an object wasn’t ever on the table, for Sam. That’s not how he thinks. Checking in to make sure he was okay meant risking everything, but he had to, because Sam is just that good, and you felt that so vividly. Meanwhile, Bucky is approaching that sort of moment of realization, but as of now, he’s still too fixated on Steve to really see Sam. He tried reaching out to comfort him, but the instant the conversation switched to the shield, there was an immediate shift. Suddenly it was no longer about recognizing Sam’s discomfort, because now they were talking about Steve, and Bucky still cannot let him go. Not yet. But between the two of them, through wordless interactions, through body language, through meaningful glances, you can tell that in time, he will.

349 notes • Posted 2021-04-03 16:46:14 GMT

I gotta say, when TFATWS and Wandavision were announced, if you'd told me that one would be a high-stakes character study that delves deep into grief and trauma with a side-plot involving a corrupt government agent trying to use one of the titular characters as a weapon and that the other one would be a romantic comedy......I would not have been able to correctly guess which was which

362 notes • Posted 2021-04-18 02:40:17 GMT

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375 notes • Posted 2021-07-23 03:21:29 GMT

I feel like we, as a society, don't talk enough about how many times Tony straight-up tried to John Walker Bucky in Civil War like,,,,

damn okay his first instinct? Blasting his head off. Alright, well when that didn't work, maybe he-

....tried to blast his head off, again. Alright, well surely after that and Steve trying to talk him down, when he's got bucky defenseless on the ground, he...

tried to fucking blast his head off again holy shit, man...

People like to point to the visual parallels between John and Steve in this scene with the way they used the shield, but can we talk about the so-called hero obsessively trying to behead an innocent man who wasn't actually responsible for the death of a loved one that sent him into this blind rage? Because that looks real familiar....

Just because the camera kept cutting to Tony making a sad face whenever Steve stopped him from commiting brutal murder doesn't mean it was any less horrific and boy does it get glossed over way too often.

380 notes • Posted 2021-05-22 15:36:58 GMT

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