I love your character studies, especially the one you replied to about Oikawa. May I ask how you think Yandere Ushijima handles someone he’s interested in and how he justifies it in his mind? Like what’s his mindset going into acquiring his darling?
ushijima is straight forward about it.
he's not.... great with people, or emotions for that matter, so while he doesn't necessarily question his feelings towards you or their extremity, the driving force behind it all doesn't click straight away.
either he verry slowly comes to the realisation himself, or more likely, someone points it out to him, something along the lines of 'hey you've been glaring at that guy talking to y/n for a while now, you good??'
and i think once the other shoe drops, he's quick to take it in stride. sure, maybe those feelings are intense (and extremely unhealthy), and no he probably shouldn't get that frustrated and pissed off watching you interact with other guys (he won't actually hurt them at this point so it's fine). at the end of the day, he's an all or nothing sort of guy, he doesn't know how do things by half measures and why would he? you should want someone who gives everything. you deserve that.
and ushijima's a good choice. he can provide like a husband's supposed to, protect you, and he might not be the most emotive, gentle guy around but for your sake he'd try to show a softer side. the man is nothing if not dedicated, and once he sets his eyes on something, he'll see it done.
now if you're not receptive towards his advances (his tried and true method of... standing silently in your presence with a super intense rbf) or by some miracle you're not put off by that but start to question his more restrictive tendencies, he's not going to agonise over it. he might understand your hesitance, but it won't change anything.
he's good for you, he loves you. he refuses to contend with the idea of allowing you to make your own decisions or give yourself to someone else, which leaves him with no choice but to take choice out of the equation entirely.
you will come around... eventually.
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If I Should Stay
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Eddie frowns. “Do you know why you were brought back?”
Steve shrugs. “Kinda. I know we knew what we were doing, when we were, but best I can figure, coming back in time messed with our memories and made them really hazy for a bit. It’s clearing up now, and I’m remembering more. Basically El found a way to send us back to make this all right from the beginning.”
Eddie nods, then seemingly changes the subject. “So Robin said you know? About her?”
Steve’s brows furrow in thought, then smooth out. “Oh! Yeah. She did.”
Eddie nods. “She knows, but… do you?”
“About?”
Eddie fidgets. “Me.”
Steve takes a second. “I didn’t know for sure, but I had an idea.”
Eddie nods. “So, you and I weren’t ever… we…”
“No,” Steve murmurs, then shrugs. “Maybe, if we had more time. And I know this probably sounds really weird to you, considering we officially met, like, two days ago, but…” Steve shrugs. “I can… I can lay off. If you want. If it makes you uncomfortable.”
“Honestly? I don’t think I’m going to process any of this until tomorrow at the earliest.”
Steve chuckles. “Fair enough. Just… let me know, yeah?”
Eddie nods, and with that they fall silent for a little while longer.
Eddie’s the one to break the silence. “The tape you gave me. Have you listened to it?”
Steve smiles. “Once or twice. I didn’t get to hear you play, but Dustin told me it was the most metal concert ever.”
Eddie chuckles. “Are you hoping for a do-over this time? Hoping to hear me play?”
“And if I was?”
Eddie sobers. “Then I guess I’ll just have to play it for you.”
Steve smiles. “I’d like that.”
They fall silent for a little bit longer until Steve sighs. “I feel like I owe you an apology. You didn’t ask for any of this. For my feelings or to be dragged into this or-”
“Hey,” Eddie says, stopping him in his tracks with a soft hand to his arm. “I asked a question. I wanted honesty, and I got it. Admittedly I got a little more than that, what with fuckin’ Mordor,” he gestures around, and Steve chuckles. “But you gave me honesty. That’s it. You didn’t push me to accept it or reciprocate anything. You didn’t even push me for a reaction. Did your answer surprise me?” He chuckles, shakes his head. “Man, I’m not convinced I’m not still dreaming. Maybe I fuckin’ drove the van into a pole on the way to school and now this is a very weird coma-dream and I’m in the hospital. I don’t fuckin’ know, man.”
Steve frowns. “Do people in comas dream?”
“I- what?” Eddie asks, then considers the question. “I- I don’t know. They do, right? They’re just asleep, I thought?”
“Well, yeah, but it’s not like you dream every night, right? Maybe comas are always on those nights. Or days. Or whatever.”
Eddie blinks at him, then slowly smiles. “Anyone ever tell you you’re weird as shit, man?”
Steve laughs. “Only all the time.”
His smile falls as he looks out at the landscape. “We should keep moving. We’ve been out in the open for a while.”
Eddie hums. “How far did the squirts say?”
Steve sighs. “They didn’t, just said to keep going this way until El tells us to turn.”
Suddenly, a shadow flits over his face. He freezes and looks up, then curses quietly and grabs for Eddie’s arm, stilling him.
“What the fuck is that?” Eddie hisses.
“Demobat.”
“Shit.” Eddie takes a shaky breath. “If i shoot it, will the gun scare off the others or bring them to investigate?”
Steve sets his jaw, mouth a thin line. “Only one way to find out.”
Eddie cocks the gun. “Shoot and run like hell?”
Steve nods, and Eddie smiles grimly before lining up the sights, taking a deep breath, and pulling the trigger.
The gun fires.
The bat falls to the ground.
Steve and Eddie run.
Eddie almost falls once, trying to run and carry the gun, and Steve grabs his hand, pulling him along, forgetting their hands are joined until the walkie crackles to life again and Mike’s voice comes through. “Turn left,” he says, and Eddie’s brow furrows.
“We’re getting farther from the lake.”
Steve relays the information, and they pause, catching their breath while they wait for a reply. “El says he’s not near the lake.”
Steve and Eddie look at each other, then shrug. “Alright,” Steve says. “How long?”
“She says you’ll know,” comes the cryptic answer.
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