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stargaze-issei · 4 years

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Hi I was wondering if you could do some headcanons for Todoroki, Bakugo, Shoji and Tokoyami where maybe their s/o is injured after protecting some classmates for example how would they react after hearing about it and act towards the ones they were protecting and how they are really soft to their s/o. Does that make sense? Ooh and maybe how their class is shocked at them being soft towards their s/o. Sorry the request is so long

hi! this made me so soft, and i love every character so 🥺 thanks for requesting, bb! this is gonna be long lmao, so it's under the cut.

(also, im sorry for todoroki's one being so angsty and this taking so long, i had a couple of... rough days)

— 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬/𝐨 + 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢, 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐦𝐢.

bakugou katsuki.

-> bakugou loves to see you work hard and push your own limits.

-> often, he just let's you train however you think it's best.

-> so when you say you're going to have some extra training with kirishima, he wishes you luck.

-> "don't be late for dinner, dumbass, or i'll kick shitty hair's ass" ofc he won't kick you, you're his precious s/o.

-> when you arrived to the gym kirishima had requested, there he was, accompanied by deku.

-> "i hope you don't mind midoriya tagging along", you didn't, actually.

-> everything went as usual, a few punches here and there, some laughs.

-> but, somehow, while both you and deku were testing red riot's resistance, izuku got way too into it and didn't realize only kirishima's arms were hardened.

-> you saw a kick flying to the red hair's torso, and your body moved by itself.

-> the impact had you thrown to the other side of the gym, barely staying conscious.

-> to you, everything was so fast.

-> to bakugou it was the other way around.

-> a sweaty kirishima appeared, looking desperately for him, without making one coherent sentence.

-> "y/n... infirmary... bad"

-> katsuki had NEVER blast out so fast. like, NEVER.

-> when he got to recover girl's office, you were sleeping. she explained to him that there wasn't anything major, but you were extremely tired, therefore, sleeping. recommended a few days of rest, and then you'd be good as new.

-> of course he heard you were never recovering almost dying.

-> deku was a crying mess, poor him was so scared, kirishima was trying to calm him down but it was impossible.

-> when bakugou knew HE had hurt YOU?

-> "what the fuck were you even doing there, huh? a damn quirk stealer like you shouldn't be fucking allowed near people who earned they own place here. what? were you jealous of them? stop fucking crying and ow–"

-> "katsuki. stop." nobody saw you woke up, you'd had to thank your boyfriend for that.

-> you asked everyone to leave and explained bakugou it wasn't midoriya's fault, so he shouldn't bully him.

-> he said yes to you but had now intention of stopping lmao.

-> they took you to your dorm room, where bakugou had already set a bed under yours so he could watch over you at nights.

-> nobody dared to stop him.

-> until you were allowed to go back to classes, he was to your demand. everyone was so surprised to see bakugou katsuki doing what he was asked willingly.

-> AND THE LOOKS HE GAVE TO DEKU.

-> poor broccoli boy wasn't allowed to even look at you without gaining a whole menu of insults.

-> he apologized writing a note he gave to todoroki who gave it to you.

-> katsuki is really worried, like, reaaaally worried, so he makes you healthy meals, takes it to your room so you don't move too much and then washes the dishes.

-> "geez maybe i have to ask midoriya to kick me more often" HE WOULD LOOK YOU DEAD IN THE EYE AND CALL YOU THE BIGGEST IDIOT WITH NO HINT OF LOVE 😭

-> at school, he doesn't leave your side. if you complain on anything, even if it has NOTHING to do with your injury, won't stop until he fixes it.

-> kaminari, mina and sero tease him so. fucking. bad.

-> kirishima is kinda scared bc he thought you were dead for a second so prefers to let bakugou take good care of you.

-> whenever you feel a little pain at the place of the hit, he will warm his hands and put them on your torso.

-> the warm feeling helps to ease the pain, and he has an excuse to touch you. win win.

-> he's not angry at kirishima at all, even, if he has to leave you, kirishima is in charge of taking care of you.

-> but your favorite time is when you're alone with him, after school.

-> he'll get so soft towards you, stroking your hair, kissing your head.

-> the day after the accident, it was mainly because he was genuinely scared of something happening to you.

-> "you're so fucking dumb, shitty hair can take hits better than you do, what on earth was i supposed to do if you were actually hurt? don't do that, ever again, got it?"

-> you got a huge bruise from the impact though, and he kisses it before going to sleep to make sure it doesn't hurt 🥺

that was completely out of character but idcccc

todoroki shoto.

-> he's... intense, to say the least.

-> but it's just with you, like, he doesn't show it to everybody.

-> both of you are doing your internship, so you haven't spoke as much as usual.

-> he misses you, but knows you're fulfilling your dreams, so he'll wait.

-> you went to uwabami agency, along with yaoyorozu and kendou.

-> even though mostly it was just being her assistant, this one time you were called to a collapsed zone just outside of tokyo.

-> supposedly, the area was already secure when you arrived, you, momo and kendo used your quirks to help rescue trapped people wherever uwabami told you.

-> momo was trying to help a civilian, and didn't notice the big rock falling from above.

-> you launched yourself towards them, trying to push them out of the way.

-> the rock hit you instead.

-> you didn't remember a thing after that.

-> todoroki was at his father's agency when he got the call.

-> "please, get to the hospital quickly, i– y/n's in really bad shape, please, i'm so sorry"

-> to hear yaoyorozu crying, saying you were in the hospital?? he couldn't move at first. like, frozen.

-> but after understanding what was going on, he got to the hospital even before the ambulance.

-> he heard a commotion in the e.r., and run there.

-> you were on a gurney, covered in dirt and blood, carried by a bunch of paramedics screaming things to each others.

-> todoroki couldn't hear a thing, all he could focus on, was on your unconscious body.

-> he felt a hand placing on his shoulder, yaoyorozu was still crying and trying to explain him what had happened.

-> but he wanted to touch you, seeing you like that, like you were dead right in front of his eyes, he needed to feel your warm.

-> three nurses were needed to hold him from getting near you.

-> he was losing his little composure, and his left arm began to feel hotter and hotter.

-> you were taken to the operation room, leaving him on the edge of combusting in tears of impotence.

-> even though momo tried again and again to explain him, he shut down everything except you.

-> all he could think about was you, lying in a operation table, fighting for your life.

-> the rest of the u.a. arrived with time, the procedure didn't end.

-> everyone was more than shocked to see todoroki so feral, a single word or touch from someone could develop in a big fire, from the guy.

-> when the doctor finally came, shoto almost tackled him.

-> "they're going to be fine, there were a couple complications during the procedure, but everything turned out okay. we'll keep them in here for two weeks, in observation, but we're confident that they'll be leaving in less than a month".

-> for the first time in hours, todoroki actually breath.

-> the doctors allowed him into your room, and he decided to stay there until you could leave.

-> NOBODY was allowed there, besides your family and doctors.

-> he really felt like anyone else would hurt you.

-> when you woke up, he was sleeping besides you.

-> "oh, you're awake, baby, you're awake" as soon as he saw you, he took you into his arms.

-> after the doctors gave you permission to leave, he was right by to your side the whole time.

-> at the dorms, todoroki woke up before you to help you get ready, and went to sleep after so he made sure you were okay.

-> izuku understood your boyfriend worried, but highkey worried about his health.

-> for a while, todoroki ignored yaoyorozu existence, even if he knew it wasn't actually her fault, he hated that you put yourself in danger for someone else.

-> with time, you recovered and todoroki started to go back to his usual self.

-> but everyone remembered how hard can be to todoroki when his loved ones are in danger.

-> im sorry this doesn't have so much fluff

shoji mezou.

-> with shoji, we're going to skip right after you get injured.

-> because i'm sure he wouldn't be upset at whoever you were protecting.

-> he's a very logical dude, and understand you were doing your job as a hero.

-> and he loves you for it.

-> when they told him you got wounded, he tried real hard to hide how worried he was.

-> you are pretty strong, and lowkey stubborn so you accept getting treated instead of saying "it was nothing"?

-> it has to be at least a little serious.

-> but he's shoji, he's cool headed, he doesn't let his feelings cloud his judgement.

-> turns out, that rule didn't apply to you.

-> don't get me wrong, he didn't get violent like bakugou or todoroki.

-> he did freaked, asked recovery girl about your condition every five minutes.

-> "can i see them now? oh, right, sorry... are they alright? when will they be able to leave? can i go in now?"

-> no one had ever seen him so openly worried.

-> it's really observant, if you go back to school right after the incident, will notice immediately if something is wrong.

-> like you're in pain, or even uncomfortable because of your injury.

-> ask for permission to take you back to the dorms, you need to get rest and won't even argue about it.

-> if you have to stay in bed for a couple of days, be sure he will spend his day there.

-> tries everything to take your mind off your boring room.

-> tells you stories, lame jokes, keeps you updated on the class gossip, even if he usually doesn't like that kind of stuff.

-> "huh, yeah, midoriya and uraraka? right, they like each other, hm, i saw them having lunch together"

-> he might be a human radar but it's pretty much clueless when it comes to this things.

-> "they always have lunch together, mezou!" be nice to him, he's trying his best ):

-> i think everyone expects shoji to be soft when it comes to you, but not that soft.

-> once they saw him carrying you in his arms down the stairs, because "your wound hurt".

-> tokoyami was certainly shocked to see his friend like that.

-> is always hugging you with one or two of his arms.

-> will try to cook healthy meals, but fails.

-> he wants you to have enough nutrients and heal properly, okay?

-> buys you your favorite snacks and candies before going to the dorms.

-> shoji doesn't want his beloved s/o to get depressed for being locked up too long, and gives his best to make you feel happy.

-> is insanely shy about it though, and will try to hide his excellent-boyfriend side.

-> lots!! of!! cuddles!!

-> if you're okay with it, will take advantage of the situation and cuddle you like crazy.

-> i mean, you can't get out of bed and he just happens to have six arms willing to keep you warm and cozy.

-> is your number one caretaker and will continue being it until you feel better bc he's best boi 🥰

tokoyami fumikage.

-> just as todoroki, he's intense af.

-> if you're apart, he would text you everyday, you know, just checking.

-> even when he went away to work with hawks, still managed to find the time to talk to you.

-> benefits of being his s/o.

-> and it was at that time you got into an accident.

-> he instantly got worried when you didn't reply to his text after an hour, two hours, three hours.

-> you usually let him know if you're busy, but you just said you were going on a walk with kaminari.

-> hawks saw him getting upset, and gave him permission to go see you.

-> just when he was going out, midoriya called him.

-> "hi, tokoyami, i'm sorry i didn't call you before, um, please don't freak out, y/n got... y/n got hit by a car, but she's okay! it was not as bad as it sounds! we're at recovery–"

-> it wasn't tokoyami who got out of control, it was dark shadow.

-> poor thing got so scared something happening to you, he took tokoyami and flew towards you.

-> when he arrived, kaminari, midoriya, and a couple of your friends were outside u.a.'s infirmary.

-> turns out, while walking with kaminari, messing around, he got distracted and cross the street without looking.

-> the car managed to stop a little but you pushed him out the way and got hit anyways.

-> since there wasn't anything too damaged, recovery girl had already cured you when tokoyami arrived.

-> "are you alright, my love?" he wasn't that good with words, but you felt his worry through his eyes.

-> he couldn't avoid touching your face and arms while you were in the gurney.

-> i think he's those kind of guy who moves frenetically his hands when he's nervous.

-> you had to grab both his hands bc he was getting you nervous lol.

-> "they're fine, but i recommend having a few days off, in case your leg hurts more than normal, let me know, okay?" and with that, dark shadow took you to your room.

-> as worried as he was, he tried to keep his temper.

-> "are you sure you don't need anything? dark shadow can help you down stairs, i can do it too, something to eat, maybe? or s–"

-> you'd have to tell him ten times you're alright, and repeat it another twenty times.

-> and he would still ask you spontaneously.

-> while you're at the dorms and he's at class, people keep asking him how are you.

-> he says you're okay and he isn't worried, but dark shadow practically cries saying how much he misses you.

-> "fumikage misses them too, all he does is thinking about them"

-> tokoyami blushes hard if he can.

-> takes notes in class and gives you your late homework.

-> also helps you do it but do NOT give you the answers, you're smart enough to do it by yourself.

-> "see? i knew you could do it, my love"

-> leave me alone he only calls you my love.

-> he isn't a fan of cuddles, but seeing you in that condition?

-> is one of the few times he ASKS YOU to cuddle.

-> strokes your hair, gives you head kisses.

-> i strongly believe he sings to make you feel better.

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oligbia · 3 years

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Hey Liv darling :) I had a horrible night, so can I request some sweetness from my boy Izu?

hi bb! You actually caught me at a great time, I was working on the collab :) I made it kinda spicy-sweet, but hopefully this cheers you up a bit. I'm sorry you had a shitty night, if you need to talk, my DMs are open and we already know I don't sleep as much as I should, heh- I'm not really sure what went wrong, so I made up a little scenario but idk hopefully it's still comforting enough- also it's like 11:45 that I'm writing this so it's probably got a weird event sequence don't worry about it- okay enough rambling I really hope this makes you not sad :)

Izuku Midoriya was an intelligent person. He could do complicated math, he was far more knowledgeable on heroes than the average person; but perhaps what made his intellect stand out the most was how easy he could read someone. His emotional intelligence was high, especially when it came to those he loved- and there was no one he loved more than you.

He was casually resting on the couch, enjoying a book in the absence of your presence. You had gone out with some old high school friends Izuku had never really met before. While he did cherish the time he spent with you, he understood sometimes you needed a "girls night," now and then. But, when you silently closed the door and went to your shared bedroom without a word, Izuku knew right away that something was wrong.

He gave the door a few gentle knocks, waiting to see if you would say anything- but you were silent.

"Sweetheart, is everything okay?"

Silent again.

"Did something happen? Can we talk about it?"

More silence, but he thought he could hear your snuffles and sobs. He swore he could feel his own heart start to break.

"Babe, I'm going to come in now. I'm just worried-"

He slowly opened the door, only to find you curled up on your shared bed crying.

Izuku slowly sat down, pulling you into his arms. He tried to gently shush you, rubbing circles into your back. He placed gentle kisses to the top of your head while he gently rocked the two of you.

"It's okay baby, I'm right here. It's just us now, okay?"

He just sat there with you, comforting you with gentle kisses and hugs. When your sobs eased into sniffles, he gently lifted your chin up to his face. With a soft touch, he moved your messy hair from your face. His thumbs whipped away the remaining tears from your face. He smiled softly as he got a good look into your eyes.

"There she is, my pretty girl. Poor thing, you're probably so tired, hm?"

You nodded, and Izuku pressed a kiss to your nose. He guided your hands to his neck, picking you up from your legs. You didn't have the energy to protest, letting him carry you to wherever he was going.

"Don't worry about a thing, dear. I'll take care of you know, okay?"

You simply nodded again as Izuku sat you down on the bathroom counter. He started to draw you a bath, filling the tub with your favorite bubbles.

He came over to the counter, placing his hands at both of your sides, his face at your height. "How does a bubble bath sound, hm? Nice and cozy, right? It'll help you relax!"

He was right, he always was. And that damn smile, it was contagious. A small smile grew on your face, pulling an even larger one from Izuku. He placed a chaste kiss to your lips, his fingertips tracing up your sides and pulling your shirt off.

He placed butterfly kisses on your tummy, the gesture so sickeningly sweet. He gently tugged off your pants, placing little chaste kisses on your thighs.

"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?"

A small smile graces your features again as you simply nod.

"Well then, I think I should just tell you more often!" Izuku ran his hand through your hair, kissing your lips again.

"Go ahead and finish getting undressed, I'll go get you some pajamas okay? I'll be right back, I promise."

He came back in his own bathrobe, carrying a pair of his shorts and one of his hoodies. He placed them on the counter, smiling at you. He had seen you nude plenty of times before, but he couldn't help but blush. You were just that beautiful-

"There we go," he smiled leading you to the bath. "Now, I believe it is bath time, right? In you go, pretty girl-"

He followed you into the tub, pulling you into his lap from behind. He takes a cloth and gently rubs it across your skin, letting the warm and soapy bathwater relax you. His large hands gently massage parts of your back, trying to just put you at ease.

He cups water into his hands, letting it fall down your hair. His fingers massage shampoo into your scalp, the calming feeling pulling you closer to his chest. He's happy like this, glad he can take care of you.

"They excluded me."

He let out a confused hum, caught off guard by how suddenly you brought it up.

"All night, the three of them chatted and they barely included me. And I know that I don't see them often anymore, but I still felt like an outsider. They were like high school bullies, Izu-" You could feel the tears brim at your eyes, stinging.

Izuku rinsed the shampoo from your hair, his hand guiding your head to face him.

"Hey, it's okay. You don't need to cry anymore, it's alright."

He placed a kiss on your forehead. "Anyone who treats you as a lesser than isn't someone worth your time. And anyone who fails to appreciate you for how amazing you are isn't worth your time either. You're so much better than them, and you deserve better than that."

His thumb gently grazed over your cheekbone, "And you have lots of other friends! Like Tsu and Uraraka- oh and me of course!"

You giggled, "You're my boyfriend, Izu."

He smiled, "That has 'friend' in the title, it totally counts!"

You smiled and he smiled back, his eyes sparkling as he took in your features. Even a crying, wet, soapy mess- you were still the prettiest thing he'd ever seen.

"Thank you for telling me what was bothering you. You can always talk to me, you know? I care about you a lot and anything that is bothering you I will always help you with it, okay?"

"Okay. Oh, and Izu-"

"hm?"

"I love you."

He smiled, kissing your nose. "I love you more."

#{🥺mommy mutuals}#{👑original works}#{✨just chatting}

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mrsgiovanna · 2 years

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- Inside Giorno's mind -

Angel Giorno: Ah! Diavolo's back again and this time, we're being chased down a hallway as our younger self.

Devil Giorno: I'm gathering up as much as I can right now but I don't know what to put in these fluffy clouds!

Haruno: *gasp* I have an idea! *gets a drawing* I have two who can stop Mr. Diavolo and get him to be nice! *Drawing of Jonathan and Dio*

- Outside -

Giorno: *softly mumbling* *frowning in his sleep and tossing and turning, curled in a ball*

??: Huh? What? Gio?

Giorno: *clings to them, trembling*

??: *gives a gentle pat to his back* It's okay. Just a bad dream.

- Giorno's nightmare -

Haruno: *shivering behind the couch*

Diavolo: Come out, come out wherever you are little Giorno. *finds Haruno* There you are! Now you will realize fate is mine!

Haruno: *screams and closes his eyes*

Jonathan and Dio: *appear*

Haruno: Papa? Padre?

Big oof, poor bb 😔

-Giorno's dream-

Jonathan: too far Diavolo

Dio: you've terrorized our son for too long

*massive battle ensues*

-inside Giorno's mind-

Haruno: *finally drifting off, being tucked in by Angel Giorno*

Angel Giorno: hey you alright?

Devil Giorno: yeah... *watching Diavolo getting an ora-barrage and a muda-barrage from Jonathan and Dio*

Angel Giorno: you sure?

Devil Giorno: I wonder sometimes... what life would be like if... you know...

Angel Giorno: I know... neither of them are alive though... we'd have probably been sent back to mom.

Devil Giorno: true... or been taken in by the papa's relatives, but then we wouldn't have been in Italy at all

Angel Giorno: Diavolo would still be doing whatever he wanted, we wouldn't have met the team, or Bri...

Devil Giorno: that's just no good, I guess everything is as it should be and we are where we need to be right now.

Aww sorry, this has just been on my mind for a long time, I hope you're having a wonderful day, as always, tysmm for sending these to me. Stay safe my lovely 🌟💖⭐💗❤🐞🕊

#sweet mutuals🥺#angel/devil gio #don giovanna

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mimizepp · 3 years

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abba! surprise birthday date scenarios!!!

BB DESERVES THE BEST BDAY SURPRISE <3 ty for the request + i loved writing this !!!!! also no i didn’t post this with just fifteen minutes left in his birthday what are you talking about.. ha ha...

** edit: now that i revisit i see that i basically wrote this like a oneshot.. so i’m giving this it’s proper title as such **

abbacchio surprise bday date oneshot !!!

abbacchio normally treated his birthday just like any other day of the year. with you, he’s tried his best to humor your (admittedly) adorable attempts and try his best to celebrate himself. he actually kind of looks forward to the big day, now that he has you to spend it with.

leone grumbles quietly as you wake him with twice the amount of usual kisses. you leave your spot in bed to get him a nice cup of tea to start his morning. somehow he nuzzles even further into his pillow, wishing he could sleep the day away and get back on with his normal routine. buuut once he hears your sweet little voice call out ‘get up, birthday boy!’ from the doorway, he gives in (and is blushing like craaazy).

as the two of you eat a quiet breakfast you’re constantly checking the time, hoping it’s not noticeable. leone takes notice immediately but doesn’t question it, not wanting to spoil your potential surprises for him. he thinks it’s incredibly sweet, seeing you so discreetly excited about wherever you’re planning to take him. just to tease a little bit, he takes his time finishing up his meal.

‘leone...’ you laugh, slightly antsy due to time constraints, ‘i know we got up a little late today, but... we don’t have to take our time with.. everything.’ you emphasize the final word, glancing down at his plate. he smirks slightly, amused. he loves pushing your buttons.

‘hm?’ leone fakes a puzzled expression, avoiding eye contact so he doesn’t start laughing right in your face. he slowly brings his tea up to his mouth and is hardly able to conceal his pursed lips.

you sigh with a smile, caught up with his usual antics. ‘you’re so annoying.’ you stand and walk around the table to give him a quick kiss on the cheek, ‘be ready to get out of here by eleven.’ leone closes his eyes, pleased with how his birthday has gone so far.

some months ago you decided to book a private museum tour of the ‘poor souls church’, san severo chapel, for leone’s birthday. when you looked online the site seemed just as moody and alluring as your boyfriend, which was perfect. you knew he would enjoy the place, especially with the tour being privately booked (no lines, no random people to make small-talk with, nothing that could bother him).

leone was dressed up all nice and pretty by 10:45. he wore black, perfectly fitted pants with a thin black v-neck sweater that dipped down just the right amount, and ideally hugged his strong form. his hair was tied back in a messy bun, and damn did he look perfect. leone also put on a well-worn pair of dr martens, and his light purple lipstick had his lips looking delicious as ever.

your eyes widened at his delectable appearance, earning you a soft chuckle from your boyfriend. leone grabs some sunglasses as the two of you leave his home. the day is lovely, the atmosphere nice but not too warm. you start walking towards the museum, and it’s only about a twenty minute trek to get there. the two of you hold hands the entire way, a smile lingering on leone’s face as he notices your growing excitement. all he can do is wait and wonder.

upon arrival to the museum, leone freezes dead in his tracks, ‘what the fuck..’ he looks to you, nearly speechless.

you feel worried for a moment, already preparing an apology and plan b for the day. fuck fuck FUCK why couldn’t you have chosen that other museum.. the one with all those historical things! he would have loved those, dammnit.

‘h-how did you know?? i’ve been wanting to come here forever! i even thought about reserving tickets for us, but no dates were ever open...” he looks up at the chapel wondrously, lifting his sunglasses to get a clearer view. he is absolutely infatuated with the place.

‘wha-?’ you experience so much shock and relief, all at once. what a wonderful surprise this has been for the both of you!

leone is so incredibly ‘peppy’ the entire tour. he asks loads of questions about different artifacts and sculptures, taking in all the spook that the chapel has to offer. he is constantly walking up to different little things that catch his eye and calling you over, just as a child would excitedly show their parents the sandcastle they’d made. he was especially interested in the veiled christ piece, one of the more popular attractions of the site.

at one point the two of you are alone in a vast, dim room together. the walls are covered in various works of age-old art, but all leone can focus on is you. he stands before you, delicate eyes fixed on your own. you can’t recall a time he’s looked as appreciative as he does now.

‘my love... i can’t thank you enough. this is just.. perfect.‘ he takes your hands in his own, holding them prudently.

‘aw, leone... i’m happy you liked this so much, i just knew you would.‘

he smiles and looks around at the hoards of art surrounding the two of you once more, before lightly taking hold of your jawline. he leans in and meets your lips, kissing you with a familiar and heated devotion. he pulls away after a few moments, and you can tell he didn’t want to end that embrace so quickly. even in the dim-lit room he appears quite flushed.

‘i love you.. and thanks, again. i really do mean it.’

#jjba #jjba part 5 #jjba vento aureo #jojo part 5 #jojo vento aureo #vento aureo #jojos bizarre adventure #abbacchio #leone abbacchio

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mottephobia-imagines · 4 years

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Ikemen Sengoku Mafia!AU (Oda Forces)

In case y’all didn’t know I also write for Otome (both Voltage and Cybird)

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Oda Nobunaga: the leader

Absolutely a leader of a yakuza- and a good one at that too

(Assuming this takes place in modern day japan) runs one of the biggest Yakuza factions

On the outside though, he’s a very successful heir to a large, multimillion company (think Eisuke Ichinomiya from KBTBB I mean they’re practically the same person cmon)

Due to his seemingly inconspicuous ‘day job’ and charming personality making him very popular to the public eye, no one suspects him of being involved in any organized crime, so he’s able to operate very smoothly under the radar

Of course, he has spies every where- including in the government and police force so his tracks are very covered

Aims to take political power at some point and have his faction be the dominant faction (eliminating all possible rivals)

His biggest one being his enemy Kenshin Uesugi’s faction, who takes any and every opportunity they can to get under his nerves constantly lmao

Nobunaga and Kenshin have never seen each other face to face (if they did it’d be a blood bath), but still have an unspoken respect for each other as much as they hate each other lmao

The rivalry between their two families has lasted generations- now that it’s their turn, Nobunaga is determined to end it with the last laugh

Nobunaga’s still the same arrogant, cocky bastard he is, but 100x worse (as with modern technology)

Grew up with a very traditional family who were samurais in the past, so he’s had a lot of training in swordsmanship and martial arts

Always keeps a pistol in his jacket pocket and wears a bulletproof vest 90% of the time

(He’s not that good with guns tho)

On his desk there’s probably a little plateful of candies, and his fridge is also stocked with sweet things (it’s a wonder how he doesn’t have diabetes yet)

Also has a pocketful of tiny candies to last him throughout the day (much to Hideyoshi’s dismay)

Also, slicked back hair, suited up Nobunaga with a sleeve tattoo (he’d have to try really hard to keep his sleeve tattoo hidden but still just imagine)

Hideyoshi Toyotomi: the bodyguard

Hideyoshi is Nobunaga’s most trusted confidant, who also serves as his bodyguard

Wherever Nobunaga goes, Hideyoshi follows suit

More often than not the voice of reason

Always trusts his gut and is always skeptical of new members (or just people in general why won’t you trust me dammit)

He came from a poor family of farmers in the countryside, and when they couldn’t take care of him anymore they abandoned him

He was a thief for a little while, until Nobunaga’s dad took him in and raised him as his own

Hideyoshi deems this a debt he has to pay, and him helping Nobunaga and keeping him straight will repay the family’s kindness

He’s always the one to direct less major missions and cleans up the messes

Frequently in contact with Mistuhide, and he hates the guy (more like annoyed tbh)

He’s basically Nobunaga’s messenger lmao

And mother older brother figure, he frequently stops Nobunaga from rampaging over something insignificant and keeps him from being unhealthy by taking away his candies sometimes

Is better skilled with a gun, and thus carries not one, but two (those like shoulder straps for guns under his suit type of thing)

He goes undercover from time to time, although it’s not his specialty- he’s kind of a jack of all trades kinda guy

He’s really good at sussing out the spies and traitors, because he listens to his gut and it’s almost always right

Will do anything and everything to help Nobunaga succeed, even if it means killing anyone who stands in the way

Date Masamune: the affiliate

Masamune is actually the leader of another yakuza faction, but since it was so weak at the time he took the opportunity to pair up with Nobunaga

His faction deals more with drugs and weapons, smuggling them over borders and getting them out and in of the country

That being said, most of his deals take place at exclusive bars and clubs- where the richest of the rich gather

He’s a pretty laid-back guy for someone who runs a drug syndicate- he doesn’t really care how things get done as long as they get done somehow

Also pretty goofy- when people first meet him, they’d think that there was no way he was in the yakuza

Even though the sleeve tattoos and the eyepatch probably should’ve been enough for them to know

And the massive amount of jewelry, too- Masamune isn’t shy about his wealth like at all

He’s totally the type to wear those bigass rings, complete with sapphires on them just to show off a little more

He loves to piss off Nobunaga, he loves for it

Ieyasu tells him that it might get him killed (low key a worried bb) but Masamune knows Nobunaga isn’t gonna get rid of him anytime soon; due to the fact that Masamune’s faction gives a shit ton of money

Him and Ieyasu tolerate get along pretty well, although the latter may deny it

Out of all of them, he’s probably the strongest and most skilled combat-wise; he’s adept in martial arts, knives and blades, as well as having an extensive knowledge on firearms and even bombs and how to use them

Honestly, he’s with Nobunaga just for the power boost- ones his faction gets enough power, he’s gonna dip then come back and be like ‘sike u thought’

Masamune has the same aspiration as both Nobunaga and Kenshin, but knows he can’t fight them both at the same time. So why not let the two battle it out then fight the winner?

Akechi Mistuhide: the spy

Aka the rat

Mistuhide is a double agent working for Nobunaga, on his own terms

He’s a spy within the government’s police force, and nobody has caught him yet

Tells Nobunaga about any upcoming busts and when and where they’re gonna go, who they’re going to investigate and go after, basically all information on cases that may affect him

Very good at hiding his tracks- it’s almost impossible to get this guy

Also very good at swaying his coworkers and even bosses- tells them whether or not to pursue a case or person, acknowledge evidence, and even do something for him

He started out as an assassin for hire before becoming an informant for Nobunaga, which is the foundation for the distrust Hideyoshi has on him

Coupled with the fact that he’s easily a manipulative and cunning bastard, you’ve got someone who is a valuable asset but you can’t help but wonder when he’ll turn his back on you

He’s actually the son of a very rich man who had many wives and concubines; growing up, his father’s other wives would try to kill him using any tactic they could, so he developed quickly some skills that children shouldn’t have learned

He knows when food and drinks are poisoned, when someone is trying to ambush you, and when someone is lying- and this was before any formal training for an assassin

Because of his talent with blades and smaller guns, he’s the one Nobunaga sends out most of the time to kill someone and make it seem like an accident

Teams up with Masamune to annoy Nobunaga, Hideyoshi, and Ieyasu (sometimes)

He once went undercover with Hideyoshi- the teasing was unfiltered and hard. Hideyoshi kept yelling at him to please stop, we have a fuckinh mission to do and you making me flustered will not make this any less difficult.

He honestly just lives to see people annoyed/embarrassed lmao

Used to tease Ieyasu a lot before Masamune came and essentially replaced him

Mitsuhide’s reasons for joining Nobunaga’s faction still remains a mystery, and he’d like to keep it that way

Tokugawa Ieyasu: the doctor

Why is there no yellow

The underground doctor who works for Nobunaga, Ieyasu has plenty of knowledge and experience despite his young age

At first, you’d think he isn’t a doctor at all- he‘s rough, not exactly friendly, and easily irritated; which is exactly what makes him so good at his job

As an underground doctor, Ieyasu’s primary job is to salvage whatever unfortunate soul had been injured at the time- sometimes, it’d be much, much more than one person

He can’t afford to let his emotions get to him and slow him down, so he’s learned to repress his emotions and completely focus on his job instead

Also, he can’t be like a traditional doctor because he’s dealing with criminals here- and with his pretty face, not everyone’s gonna take him seriously if he offers the usual caring doctor attitude

Ieyasu grew up in a wealthy family before being kidnapped and sold in the black market as a child, abused within the system and eventually ended up in an old doctor’s hands

The old doctor would basically take him on as an apprentice and told him all his medical knowledge, urging him to follow in his footsteps before he died

When the doctor did die, Ieyasu continued his medical studies and attended several schools and universities before going off the grid completely

Years later he was found in a back alley market (think the black market from beastars) by non other than Nobunaga, who he saved from some thugs (or at least tried to)

Because of his work as a doctor, he often forgets to really take a rest and goes days without sleeping and living off spicy ramen noodles

It’s gotten so bad at one point that Masamune (who buys the noodles for him regularly) actually confiscated all of them and demanded Ieyasu be given a day off (he can’t have tease him if he’s dead!)

Speaking of Masamune, they met after the ‘eyepatch wearing idiot’ came into his clinic after a particularly grueling gun fight with the police

He’s kind of thankful for Masamune- Ieyasu would still have to deal with Mitsuhide and that guy gets on his nerves the quickest, if Masamune didn’t take his spot lmao

He has a little pet porcupine at home, and he sometimes sticks him in the chest pocket of his doctor’s coat whenever he knows he’s gonna spend days at his clinic

Don’t let his pretty looks fool you; mans learned many combat skills from Masamune including how to absolutely murder people with guns

Ishida Mitsunari: the hacker

From how sweet and kind he looks he definitely does not look like part of the Yakuza

Like, he looks like he belongs in a classroom teaching kids, not in a computer room hacking government files

Extremely skilled hacker- he can get any information from anywhere and leave no trace

Is the main source of information for Nobunaga

Mitsunari was the son of a college professor, and spent most of his time reading in the school library when his father took him to his lectures

Pretty soon he found himself loving computers and tinkering with them, eventually leading to him hacking some minor websites

Fat forward a couple of years and his curious nature doesn’t stop, leading to him discovering some secret files/tapes of Nobunaga’s faction

He left a clear enough trace that he was easily tracked down and almost killed; however, Nobunaga saw some potential in him and decided to give him a choice between dying or joining them (not much of a choice there buddy)

He joined in his late teens, so he’s never really experienced what life was like (thanks Nobunaga)

Nonetheless, he’s actually pretty terrifying when he’s angry

With his demeanor, you’d think he wouldn’t have a mean bone in his body- wrong

Being in the yakuza at a young age, he’s seen some shit and learned some shit- and he’s even tried some of them

Many people have spited him, thinking he’s a doormat

Mitsunari does not let that fly

People underestimate how much he can ruin their lives through the computer screen- financial ruin, a hard hit to reputations, etc

He rarely if ever does that though, most of the time he’d just brush it off and continue what he’s doing (unless it escalates then you’re fucked lmao Mitsudarki come thru)

Mitsunari’s really good with kids, so often times the higher ups or other members leave their kids or pets with him because even if he is booked for work, he still takes stellar care of them

Gets teased by Mitsuhide often, but doesn’t get what he’s saying most of the time

Is heavily opposed to killing- he’d much rather talk it through with someone or ruin their life rather than taking it

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Uggghhhhh this took so long but I love these little shits so it was worth it 😤😤 they’re so pretty wth-

#ikemen series #ikemen sengoku #ikesen #ikesen nobunaga #ikesen mitsuhide #ikesen mitsunari #ikesen masamune #ikesen ieyasu #ikesen hideyoshi #mafia au #modern au #basically kbtbb but not lmaoooo #cybird #otome #ikesen headcanon #ikesen oda forces #oda forces

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Scenic Route 15/47

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Rey woke up around six in the afternoon. Her clothes stuck to her sweat-drenched skin, much like her hair. BB8 was lying in the back seat, chewing on her old sock.

She shuffled out of the car, wondering how on earth she was going to make herself presentable. She’d showered yesterday but it felt like ages ago—in a matter of hours she had sweated, taken a tumble in the leaves, wandered into a thorn bush, rolled around in a pile of nettles, fought with an actual bear, and managed to sweat even more in the aftermath. She was covered in dirt, scratches, and leaf litter. Not to mentioned that she reeked of dog slobber. At this point, a shower seemed less of a luxury and more of a necessity. But where was she going to do that?

She recoiled at the thought of calling Ben Solo again. Better not get too dependent, too burdensome...what kind of post-breakup-soul-searching-road-trip would this be if she was constantly relying on the first man that crossed her path?

She opted for a campsite, she would have to spend the night somewhere anyway. And since she was sleeping in the car she wouldn’t have to bother with the whole tent business. She was carrying a lightweight dress and makeup essentials in her bag. It would suffice for this evening. As for BB8, she would be coming along—the poor girl—she didn’t have to spend the evening chained to the car.

***

Cigarette in hand, Ben reviewed Snoke’s responses to the leaked information from Rey’s phone as he sat on the terrace of the Town Square Tavern.

According to his files, her employer—Smart Berries—was a London-based startup specializing in targeted advertising. Their app used a patented algorithm to identify potential customers for various businesses. It was nothing remotely compromising. They had zero presence abroad. Just a team of fifty people, most of them myopic computer geeks or Frappuccino-guzzling business newbies. No connection whatsoever with Earth Soldiers or FORCE. Rey’s primary contacts consisted of her ex-fiancé Finn Storm who also worked in IT, and his boyfriend Poe Dameron who was a mechanic. She went out for lunch every afternoon, paid her taxes on time, donated regularly to cancer research initiatives, and lived a generally uneventful life. No prior political engagement, revolutionary plotting, activism, or discernable link to any ecological organizations whatsoever. The investigation into Jessika Pava returned similar results. The one thing that stood out to Ben was that Rey was born to absentee parents and raised by an adopted family.

“That makes two of us,” he sighed as he picked up his phone to text her his location. She would likely show up on time.

In the central plaza, a crowd of onlookers had gathered to watch a group of comedians perform an Old West skit. Saloon girls strutted around in billowy red satin bloomers. Military men paraded in on horses waving the Stars and Stripes, and daring cowboys performed a mock duel with toy pistols. The crowd was in full swing, laughing and cheering along.

Night fell slowly, the air still humid, the sky eventually turning pitch black. Kylo and the band dispersed into the crowd, with the exception of Syed who was still under orders to shadow Rey. Wherever she went, Syed was never far away. Syed tore through the crowd in Ben’s direction, silently wishing she was slicing through something else entirely.

Ben couldn’t help but find her beautiful, in her black leather pants, studded belt and combat boots. She stood in front of him, raising the cigarette she twirled between her fingers to her lips.

“So, how was your day?” he asked, feigning indifference.

“I went on a twelve mile hike, confronted a bear, saved your girlfriend’s life, and then watched her sleep for three hours. I wasn’t exactly idle. What about you?”

“You saved her life?” He exclaimed, no longer able to maintain a poker face.

“Yeah. She’ll probably tell you, she’s going to be here any minute now.” Syed responded, looking behind her as if to pick someone out of the crowd. Ben followed her gaze.

That’s when he saw her.

To this day he had only ever seen her in jeans and a t-shirt, her feet clad in ankle boots and her hair tousled at best. But now he hardly recognized the woman approaching him.

Rey was wearing a blush pink silk dress and high heeled sandals that accentuated her elegant figure. The silk flowed effortlessly down her body, held up by thin straps. She had evidently forgone a bra. Her hair was swept into a loose updo, with a few rebel strands escaping to frame her lightly made-up face.

Ben suddenly felt overly warm. He swallowed the lump in his throat, cursing his own weakness as he felt a blush creeping up his face. Syed tapped him under the jaw.

“Close your mouth or you’re going to catch flies.” She intoned.

Rey held a small purse in one hand (just big enough for her phone and wallet) and a leash in the other. BB8 trotted along nearby, chewing contently on a red rubber ball that was too large for her jaw and wagging her tail excitedly.

But the dog froze as soon as she caught sight of Ben, growling viciously. The sound that came out was garbled, muffled by the rubber ball. Ben rose to pull out a chair for Rey. He had a hard time finding the right words.

“Good evening. You look...beautiful. What will you be drinking?”

“Margarita, thanks.”

She sat down, hanging the leash on the back of her chair. BB8’s eyes were still glued to Ben as the growling continued. He looked down on her disdainfully and contemplated a swift kick in her direction. The dog was easily within range of his boot—but that would surely ruin the evening. He gingerly moved his foot away.

Syed broke her silence, crushing the end of her lipstick-stained cigarette into an ashtray. “I’m going to see what Saul is up to. Call me if you need me Kylo, I’ve got my cell.”

Without waiting for a response, she turned on her heels and disappeared into the sea of passers by. A waitress brought a margarita for Rey and a pint of Rainier for Ben. They clinked glasses.

“So, did you have a good day?” Ben asked finally, strangely hesitant.

“I don’t know,” Rey replied, taking a long sip of the sugary tequila concoction through her straw. She looked up at Ben with gleaming eyes. “I fought a bear...”

“Oh, you too?” Ben asked, immediately regretting his untimely slip up.

Rey frowned, obviously perplexed. “What do you mean, me too? Do you know a lot of people who have fought bears?”

“Er no I meant—I thought it was just some British expression or something—to say that you’ve had a rough day?”

Rey burst out laughing.

Nice save.

“No, but it could be! Believe it or not, I fought an actual bear.”

Ben’s eyes widened. “If you fought a bear there’s no way you would have escaped, unscathed, to tell the tale.”

“You don’t believe me?” Rey feigned offense. “Would you bet on it?”

“A bet?” Ben took a gulp of his beer. He didn’t like where this conversation was headed. What the hell was the story with this bear? He knew Rey was danger-prone but this was too much even for her. “Alright, you’re on. What are the conditions?”

Rey lit up instantly. She had Ben right where she wanted him. He wasn’t particularly well dressed this evening but she found a surprising amount of grace, watching him in the dimming glow of twilight. His shoulders were massive and his mouth too large, his nose too long and his ears slightly too big for his face. She had lost count of his beauty marks. But it all seemed to work, his features coming together in atypical harmony. What she really liked was his hair. It fell in thick waves to the nape of his neck and she suddenly had the urge to run her fingers through it. The idea of sliding her nails through was enough to make heat bloom in her stomach.

She crossed her legs to clamp down on the impulse as she feigned an air of nonchalance. “If I can prove that I fought a bear today, you have to...let me pleat your hair.”

Ben broke out into a laugh—the genuine sort of laughter that Rey had never heard from him before. She smiled. It suited him, tracing dimples along his cheeks and revealing a row of slightly imperfect teeth. The nth little flaw that added to the equilibrium of his face.

“No way,” he finally managed after he caught his breath.

Disappointed, Rey pressed her lips into an exaggerated pout. “Tell me, what would you counter, then?” Rey asked politely.

“If I win you have to teach your dog to like me,” Ben replied without missing a beat.

Rey smiled inwardly, she was touched by the fact that he wanted to make friends with BB. She couldn’t help but find his intentions adorable.

“Alright,” she agreed, but only if you let me do your hair.”

“Okay.”

That would cost him. He wasn’t afraid of looking ridiculous—what he was really afraid of was the feel of her fingers running against his scalp. Would he be able to keep himself in check? What if she noticed he was half-hard? But the truth was he had a lot to gain if he won the bet.

Rey grinned triumphantly, reaching into her bag to take out a piece of metal which she placed on the table.

Ben held it between his fingertips. “What is this? A bullet?”

“Yep. It belongs to the hunter who scared the bear off,” she confirmed.

“The bear...that you fought with?” Ben had a hard time buying it.

Rey launched into a story, gesticulating wildly as she recounted her adventure: BB8, the chipmunk, the bear and the invisible shooter.

Ben licked his lips. It all corresponded with what Syed had so succinctly reported: Confronted a bear, saved your girlfriend’s life. He could have denied it, could have asked for additional evidence that she would never be able to supply. But he already knew it was true. What point would there be in antagonizing her and calling her a liar?

He nodded. “Okay, you win.”

Rey raised her arms in victory, it was her turn to laugh. “Are you ready for a makeover?”

“Here?” Ben sputtered incredulously.

Rey grinned mischievously. “It’ll happen whenever and wherever I choose tonight,” she countered, sipping on the rest of her cocktail. She was hungry too, her stomach growled in complaint.

And so they ordered pizza. BB8 perked up at the scent. She didn’t hesitate to butt the table with her snout in begging for a slice.

Rey caught Ben’s attention. “Give her a little piece,” she whispered, “and then pet her gently. She’ll warm up to you.”

Ben obeyed, albeit with caution. The dog growled, but was unable to resist the temptation of hot pizza. She swallowed the piece whole with a single movement of her jaw. Ben slowly retrieved his hand. BB reclaimed her rightful place next to Rey, who stroked her affectionately.

“That’s it, good dog. See him? That’s Ben. You’ll get used to him eventually. I’m sure he’ll give you more pizza, and you’ll be friends. What do you say, Ben?”

“I...suppose, yes.” He wasn’t quite at ease with the animal but in order for the mission to succeed, he would have to be able to approach Rey.

She finished her pizza and ordered a second margarita, all the while licking the salt on the rim of the glass from her fingers. She raised her honey colored eyes to Ben.

“So l’ll summarize what I know about you: you play music, you drive a big pickup, and you have history with the lead guitarist. Who are you, Ben Solo? Is music your business or your pleasure?”

He diverted his gaze. He had no intention of stumbling this time. “I tour with the band for a month at a time but...the rest of the time I work at a multinational company in Silicon Valley.”

“Oh? You’re in tech?”

“No, it’s in the industrial sector. What about you?” He turned the tables on her ”I know that you’re British, that you’re single as of late, that you like music and hiking, and that you fear solitude. What do you do in life, Rey?”

She blushed. “My title is Office Experience Manager. I work in HR at a startup where I handle the well-being of the team. I make sure that they like what we do and are happy with where they are.”

That was definitely her calling. There was something luminous about her, she was like sunshine. He didn’t doubt for an instant that she brought happiness wherever she went. Ben himself was so taciturn—more like moonlight—and yet he found himself changing in her presence.

“Why do you think that I fear solitude?” She asked, dreading the response.

Ben’s hand reached out and gently swept a loose lock of hair behind her ear. She trembled slightly, making his palm brush against her cheek. She was warm to the touch. He didn’t move his hand, somehow frozen in the moment. Rey closed her eyes.

“You say you’re travelling alone, but you keep coming back to me, again and again,” he murmured breathlessly, “why?”

“You’re the first person I met here, when I was in the depths of hell. You helped me, in your own way. Brash and intrusive...quintessentially American.”

Ben’s palm cupped her cheek. His hands were massive, he could have held her whole face in that palm.

“Rey.”

She blinked, coming back to her senses.

“Come.”

He rose, depositing a handful of cash on the table. She took the hand he offered her.

“What about BB8?” She asked softly.

“We’re not going very far. She can wait a few minutes.”

Rey let Ben pull her away—pull her in—far from the crowd. He lead her down the alley, a shelter away from prying eyes and public lighting. He grabbed her wrist, pinning her against the wall. Rey gulped. He was so close, and his gaze was so intense. He licked his lips, a tick that she had noticed on the first day they met. It gave away his apprehension. Or was it anticipation?

Slowly, she lifted her hands, and with a slight tremble, buried them in the dark waves of his hair. Obeying an irrepressible instinct, he took her face in both hands and crushed her mouth to his.

#reylo #fanfiction #modern AU #Scenic Route

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Perdita - Chapter 5

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It’s just before sunrise when he left the roof, despite having slept for most of the night he was even more tired than he had been when he’d first gotten onto the roof, the events during the night enough to shake him to his core.

Besides the strange appearance of Luke, he hadn’t heard a single thing except for the birds in the trees and the occasional car, unsure whether to feel somewhat relieved or even tenser at the lack of activity.

Once on the ground he quickly began maneuvering his way through the streets, not even sparing a thought on where he was going, just eager to get away from the place he’d probably spent far too long at, trusting that his legs would take him wherever he needed to be.

After Luke had vanished last night and the cold stone of the roof had made his legs numb, he had returned to his bag, hugging it tight to try and derive any sort of comfort from it as he forced himself to relive the worst moment of his life, trusting what Luke had told him even if it meant watching his death over and over until he fell into a restless sleep, no further in his understanding than he had been the night before.

No matter how many times he played the scene through, how painful it was, he could only see one thing, and it involved blood-splattered glass and the man who was larger than life crumple to the floor, dead.

He’s not sure what ‘Luke’ had meant asking him to rethink what he saw, or why his mind was suddenly creating cryptic messages, but it was the sound of a car horn that brought him out of his musings.

He went to gesture a sorry to the driver, but he found himself freezing when he saw who it was, Marcel and Scotty.

As with Tyler, he found himself only able to stare at them, as if trying to feel the other out, when in a split-second he made a dash for it, darting across the road and hopping over a parked car as he began running down the pavement.

He could hear their car chasing after him, deciding in a split second to change direction causing his old friends to fly by him, sprinting back down the road he’d come as the car’s wheels squealed against the road as they made a sharp turn to try and pursue him again.

The sound of a gun startled him a little, causing his step to falter a little before he regained his composure so when another gun sounded he was quick to duck his head and weave a little as he ran in an attempt to shield himself a little, running even faster even as he felt his lungs begin to burn a little for air.

He soon found himself in front of the local park, the front gate still locked due to the early hour, but he wasted no time as he began to climb up and over it and it was only when he was on the other side did he spare a look behind him.

As he spent a moment to catch his breath he saw that a second car had joined the chase but given the way Marcel was hanging out of the passenger window with a gun aimed towards it, he guessed G’s men were also on his tail.

With the sound of gunfire once again breaking the otherwise quiet dawn he quickly scrambled away from the gate and ran deeper into the park towards the small amount of tree cover before he heard one of the cars crash through the gate.

He spared a quick glance behind him, watching as Scotty drove their car into the others rear and steer it away from him, ignoring the question as to why they were helping him burned through his mind as he climbed over the shorter fence surrounding the park before breaking into a run again, the sound of gunfire fading behind him.

Even as he felt a sense of relief at seemingly escaping both gangs he still didn’t stop running, his breathing becoming erratic from exertion until he came across a subway station, causing him to slow down a little as he ran down the stairs and jumped the gate before he went down to the closest platform, where he finally came to a stop.

His breathing was heavy as he spent a moment taking in his surroundings, only noting a couple of people who were quick to avert their eyes when he caught them staring, before he slowly walked towards the nearest bench, quickly collapsing on top of it as he tried to calm his racing heart and bring his breathing back under control.

In this moment of calm his thoughts went back to the chase, if he didn’t know any better he’d say that Scotty and Marcel had saved him from whatever goons G had sent to kill him, but then again they had found him first, so it was far more likely that they were eager to get rid of the competition before taking him down.

He pushed that thought aside, already thinking of how he’d need to be so much more aware now given that both BBS and G had found him twice in less than a day, giving another scan of his surroundings just to be sure, and whilst it was eerily quiet in the station, he didn’t feel that twinge of dread he normally did when danger was around.

It wasn’t much longer before a train pulled up, he didn’t know where it went nor did he care, he just boarded it and collapsed into the nearest chair, thankful for the empty cart as he felt all the energy drain out of him.

He closed his eyes for a moment, just enjoying the peace that was offered to him, the gentle swaying of the carriage almost sent him to sleep before he heard a voice beside him that sent ice through his veins.

“So, figure it out yet?” He opened his eyes to see ‘Luke’ sitting casually beside him, a playful smile on his face and he felt his heart skip a beat at the sight of him.

“I’m really not in the mood for this right now so can you just say what you’re gonna say and go, I’ve got enough shit to deal with” He turned to face the man beside him, noting how his face turned into a playful pout at his comment.

“I thought you liked talkin’ to me” He couldn’t help but scoff at the statement, yes he did like talking with Luke, more than anything, but this Luke was nothing more than a poor carbon copy compared to the real thing “How about I give you another hint then?”

He rolled his eyes as he turned his head to look at Luke, the both of them looking at each other for a moment before he shrugged his shoulders, accepting whatever strange reality he was in “Go on then”

“Mind over body”

He furrowed his brows in confusion, turning to look outside the window as if it could give him the answer to whatever the hell his mind was telling him, but when that didn’t work he went to ask ‘Luke’ what on Earth he was talking about, only he was gone.

For a moment he stared at the space ‘Luke’ had been sitting in not a few seconds ago, but just let out a sigh as he rubbed his eyes in an attempt to clear his mind.

He had no idea how long he’d been on the train or where he was, but he got off of it at the next stop and when he made it back up to the street he could see the sky starting to lighten up the city, a quick cursory glance around him showed that apart from the odd early morning commuter, passing him by on the street, he was alone.

With a deep breath, he carried on walking until he reached the edge of town, ducking under the nearby bridge to try and get what little sleep he could.

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He was currently standing on some rooftops, no idea where he actually was but he had derived some sort of comfort of being able to watch the world around him from such a vantage point, he supposes that’s why he favored being support on the sniper than on the ground.

As the sun was almost set and night began to settle, in the distance he could barely make out the small warehouse where he used to live, where he knew his friends were currently residing in, the thought taking a bitter edge when he knew that only death awaited him on their door.

He wanted nothing more in this moment than to go to them, yes they were a gang, but they were practically family to him, family who he missed a bit more each day and the only people who would know what Lukes’ death truly meant to him, but all they’d be able to see was his bullet in Lukes’ head.

Even as the sky got darker and the sun finally dipped below the horizon, still he kept his vigilance, a part of him wondering if he’d ever be able to return there, even if he did manage to kill G.

With a sigh he moved to sit on the edge of the roof, legs dangling over the side of the building as he thought back on Lukes’ words from earlier, still having no idea what was meant by mind over body.

It was with that thought that he felt a presence beside him, and sure enough he then felt a cool hand lay on top of his own, as if to give him comfort from the touch, but it only served to remind him that the person beside him wasn’t actually there, closing his eyes as he felt tears begin to sting at his eyes.

“It’s pretty up here, ain’t it?”

He simply hummed, not daring to open his eyes so that maybe if he kept ignoring the apparition beside him, that he’d go on his own and he’d finally be left to find some sort peace so that he could focus on his task of revenge.

“You’re so smart you know that?” He was somewhat stunned by the comment given that it had come from nowhere, opening his eyes so that he could turn to ‘Luke’ in confusion “When you were workin’ for G, I had some of the guys tailin’ you for weeks and you never even noticed. Now though, you always know when somethin’ ain’t quite right and it’s cause of that wonderful, beautiful mind you got”

He wasn’t too sure how to answer that, he could only keep staring at the other man whilst ‘Luke’ appeared to be waiting for him to say something, only he didn’t know what, and when nothing came out the older man simply sighed before he grabbed onto his leg and moved him so that they were now facing one another and straddling the edge of the building.

Cold hands clasped his face, and as much as he wanted to push the other man away and tell him to never come back, to finally leave him alone, even if he was a figment of his imagination, he simply couldn’t. Luke had always been his weakness and he knew he didn’t have the heart to send him away, even this poor copy of him, but decided that only this time he would indulge himself.

“When you were with G you had no control of your body right, only your mind,” He simply nodded, closing his eyes again as he let himself be comforted by the thumbs now rubbing his cheeks “Well your eyes are part of your body, aren’t they? Meanin’ maybe they were obscured an’ you didn’t always see what you thought you did”

His breathing stopped at the potential implications of the suggestion ‘Luke’ had proposed to him, opening his eyes to stare into the other man’s dark brown ones as his mind raced over those last few words.

“Your mind saw everythin’, Ryan, even if you don’t remember, you just need to think”

His heart was in his throat and beating a mile a minute, unable to focus on one thought before another took its place, but as before, no matter how many times he played that fateful scene over in his mind, all he ever saw was Lukes’ death.

“How ‘bout this then, you didn’t seem surprised when I said I had guys tailing you for weeks, cause deep down you knew,” It was then he noticed the intensity of ‘Luke’s’ gaze, as if he was pleading at him to at least try “Your mind will remember, you just need to think, Ryan”

He closed his eyes in an effort to focus, abandoning the scene with Luke to instead think through some of the last few other memories he had of when he was little more than a machine.

With a deep sigh, the scenes in his mind changed to a particularly sunny day that held no significance to him, simply at an old warehouse at the edge of town to pick up some weapons for a raid G had planned.

At first, he saw nothing, he simply replayed the same scene over and over again, however, despite seeing nothing new he couldn’t help but feel a small niggle in the back of his mind as if he was missing something.

It was the next time he played the scene that his eye caught sight of a figure across the street, only caught by the corner of his eye as he entered the warehouse and quickly recognized it to be Kryoz, hood up in the shadows as he watched him slip through the door and out of sight.

Then, the scenery changed, he was now with the two henchmen who he’d killed only a couple of days prior, they were supposed to collect some money from a guy who owed G, a man who one of the henchmen later killed because he couldn’t cough it up.

They’d found him at some run-down bar where without a word they had paid the manager to take the guy out back to deal with, no questions asked, and as before, the scene played over in his mind, he tried to see some of the patrons who were but blurred figures in his mind.

No matter how often he watched the scene he couldn’t pass through the barrier in his mind preventing him from seeing the full picture and he didn’t realize he’d begun to panic at the fact, his breath getting caught in his throat until he felt ‘Luke’s’ hands on his shoulders, giving them a squeeze and rubbing them slightly to try and comfort him, letting him know he had support there should he need it, even if this Luke wasn’t real.

With a shuddering breath the scene started again, he walked into the dimly lit bar, looking to the left where what had once been blurred figures now turned into both Brock and Brian, sitting at a booth with drinks in hand whilst their heads were low in deep discussion.

Even in his memories he wanted to call out to them but had no choice as instead his body turned towards the bar where he then saw Tyler, hunched over the bar as he nursed his own drink, noticing the odd glance aimed his way.

Finally, as they dragged the guy through the back door he looked back at the bar, now seeing that Brian was restraining Tyler in the corner of his eye until he passed through the door, not even able to come to terms with the memory before the scene changed again.

Next he was back on the rooftop, feeling the heat of the sun on the back of his neck, gun in hand as he waited for Lukes’ car to pull up, watching with bated breath as the scene played out in front of him, he remembered trying to fight tooth and nail to knock his aim, and he does so again now, feeling more confident in his capabilities, but still the bullet was shot, and he watched Luke collapse to the ground again.

He’s not sure how many times the scene played out, hell, he didn’t even know that he’d started crying until he felt ‘Lukes’ cold hand return to his face, thumbs brushing his cheeks and wiping his tears away.

At the touch he let out a shuddering sob, having watched Lukes’ death far too many times to pretend he was unaffected by the ordeal, not daring to open his eyes to see this version of Luke in front of him, sure that he’d lose whatever little control he had left over himself if he saw him.

In the next moment, he felt cold lips touch his forehead, reaching his hands forward to try and grab onto the man in front of him, but he was only met with empty air and he felt another sob wrack through him at the fact.

“You can do this, Ry, you’re so strong, baby, and you’re almost there” He then felt ‘Luke’ pull him close, hugging him almost, as if he was acting like his shield against the thoughts plaguing him before once again the scene started.

He was fighting just as aggressively as before, but he still felt his finger pull the trigger, forced to watch as the bullet chased towards its target, only this time there was startling clarity to it that all the other times had lacked.

As before he saw the bullet break through the car’s window, only there seemed to be a split second delay until he saw the blood spatter out of Luke before he fell to the floor and when he turned away, he swore he could see a flash of movement from Lukes’ hand, almost as if he had quickly grabbed something that was on the floor beside him.

He quickly opened his eyes then, taking in a deep breath as if it was his first one in weeks, his heart pumping a mile a minute in his chest as he realized what his mind had been telling him, that or it was playing some sort of cruel trick on him.

As he became more aware of his surroundings he noticed that ‘Luke’ was no longer in front of him, instead he was standing a bit further down the roof, looking at him as if he held the sun and stars, all while giving him a soft smile as his fingers twitched as if he was at war with himself on whether he should come closer or not.

Without a second thought, he hopped off of the roof’s edge and ran towards ‘Luke’, almost bouncing from excitement as he grabbed at the other man’s arms in an effort to ground himself, the realization that Luke could somehow be alive being all that he could comprehend.

“You’re alive, aren’t you? Well, the real Luke is, he faked his death didn’t he!” He couldn’t keep his eyes off of the other man, watching with glee as Luke just gave him a knowing smile and a small nod.

“You did good, Ry, also helped that you missed your shot” He was somewhat taken aback by the response as Luke simply chuckled at him.

“What?” It was the only response he could muster out, having expected some sage advice that his mind could conjure up, not some sort of insult to his abilities, something he’d once prided himself on.

Luke simply smiled at him, raising his hands to cup at his face and he couldn’t help but nuzzle a little into the hold, raising a hand to grab at one of his wrists in an attempt to keep the older man there, even if he knew he could disappear right now if he wanted “For the first time in your life, you missed, and I couldn’t be happier or more proud of you for it”

As before, he could only stare at the man with confusion about the entire situation, taking a moment to assess his currently racing thoughts, and it was only then that he truly felt the hands on his face and the racing pulse under his fingertips, felt their warmth seep into his skin and drive away the cold that had made its home there.

He kept staring into Lukes’ eyes as he adjusted his hand to properly grip at his wrist, feeling the other man’s pulse strong against his fingertips, leaving little doubt about the man in front of him.

“Luke?” He’s not surprised that his voice cracked, emotions thick in his throat as he felt tears threaten to fall again, feeling like nothing more than a lost child as the world he’d known changed around him again.

The older man gave him a soft smile, noting the tears he could already see begin to fall down his face as the grip on his face got tighter as if Luke couldn’t believe he was there either.

“Hey, Ryan”

He’d barely gotten the words out before they crashed into each other, arms curling tight around the other as if no force on earth could tear them apart, faces pressed into the other's neck as they let their tears flow freely.

All he could do was hold onto the other man, not daring to even loosen his exceedingly tight grip on him, too scared that he might suddenly disappear, the thought running through his mind that they were both safe and that he was finally home.

#perdita #ohmtoonz #ohmwrecker #cartoonz #are you guys liking it?#or do you want me to stop posting it?

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BBKAZ 45 DO YOUR WORST

BB and Kaz, 45, “I think I made a mistake.” This one under a cut bc it got a lil long for scrolling! Also i did .. My Worst which means. MSF Motherbase shenanigans feat. Cecile’s birds. May or May Not Be Cute.

A shadow fell across Kaz’s desk, blocking his light. He looked up.

“Boss? If it’s not urgent, do you think it could wait? I just got back this morning from closing the deal with the Colombians and need to file all this shit.” He gestured to the tall but neat stack of paperwork in front of him.

Big Boss’s eye was distant. “It’s urgent.”

Kaz took a long sip of his coffee. He was gonna need about four more cups to handle whatever this was. It was already bad enough that he’d been immediately accosted by Cecile when he arrived.

“Monsieur Miller,” she’d said, between dramatic sniffs, “one of my darling house finches has gone missing!” She was lucky she was so beautiful. Well, and that Chico and Paz hadn’t been far behind and handed him a hand-drawn flyer with Chico’s rendition of the missing bird.

Kaz had given them his most convincing forced smile. “I’ll do my best to find--” he glanced at the flyer, “-- Tommy. You have my word.”

So he already had find a tiny fucking bird that may well have flown all the way to the mainland by now on his plate. And Snake was looking… dire.

“Well, what is it, Boss?”

“I think I made a mistake. Come with me.”

Kaz followed him to his personal quarters. It was messier than Kaz remembered, and there were even more cardboard boxes that served no apparent purpose around the floor than before.

“Here it is,” Boss grumbled. His eye got distant. “The scene of the crime.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Well, when you were gone, Kaz…” he trailed off for a second, “last night, the guys threw the regular Friday night party and. They wanted me to drink with them, because you weren’t here and… hnrgh… I woke up in my bed this morning.”

Instead of that pink box he sleeps in most nights. Alright. Kaz could see where he was going with this.

“So… You did something while blackout drunk?”

Boss nodded forlornly. Kaz followed his line of sight to the ground. Where there were about four small red feathers. Not quite the same shade as the Magic Marker on Chico’s poster, but… it was pretty unmistakable.

“Boss… you… ate Cecile’s fucking bird?” He had to do his best to keep a totally straight face. This might as well be happening.

“I don’t remember… but… she’s been looking all over for him and- Kaz- you know- I wouldn’t do that to someone’s bird,” his voice was breaking, “A bird in the wild- that’s another story. Any creature can capture him by right but- a caged bird… Kaz, what do I do? You always know what to do…”

God, the poor bastard must be hungover as shit. Kaz laid a comforting hand on his back and moved to sit on the bed. “Y’know. It could be anything that got that bird. Could’ve been that cat that Paz brought back.”

“But… the feathers.”

“I didn’t say it’s the truth but, it could’ve happened, right?”

“Hmmrgh… I guess.” He didn’t sound very happy about it.

They sat there in silence. Snake felt tense in Kaz’s gentle hold. God, he’d almost say the most on edge he’s seen him since the whole Strangelove thing. Over a bird. If Kaz didn’t know any better he’d say it was cute. He needed to unwind. And not like that. Kaz stood up and looked around for wherever he might keep his cigars and-

“Fuck,” Kaz exclaimed, stumbling over a pair of Snake’s combat boots and knocking over a previously overturned cardboard box.

He heard the fluttering of wings and watched a tiny red shape dart around the room frantically.

“Well,” he said, “guess you didn’t eat Tommy after all.”

For someone so hungover, Snake managed to capture the bird in his hand impressively quickly. It only took about five minutes of kicking boxes around and Kaz trying his best to herd it towards him. Two grown men chasing a fucking finch around a room. Kaz was… glad he didn’t actually eat it. Didn’t violate his Jungle Honor Code bullshit or whatever.

He beamed at Snake and said in his best radio support voice, “Great job, Boss! You secured the target!” Snake gave him a tired smile back. “Cecile’s gonna be so relieved!” Speaking of. She owed him one for this. Maybe this would even be worth a kiss.

#bbkaz #is this even bbkaz #kinsey's writing adventures #war johnny bravo #pirate che guevara #mini fic game #heavvymetalqueen

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GOT7: s/o brings home a pet

Hey, hope you don’t mind but I changed this to like, small, cute animals in general. Funny story- when I was on a trip with my friend’s family, we saw these amish people on the side of the road selling baby bunnies. Naturally, they bought one and naturally, the amish people gave us a bojangles box to keep him in for the road. The bunny is named Bojo. Ok, reaction now

Mark:

Mark loves animals, so as long as you two were able to take care of it and all that, he doesn’t mind at all. In fact, when he steps through the door to see you playing with it, he forgets everything that happened to him during the day and freaks out because it’s so cute it’s so cute omg(!!) and he loves it already. Probably pays way more attention to the new pet than he does to you, at least for the night, to be honest, besides asking you where you got it and if you’ve named it yet. If you haven't, he’ll come up with a sickeningly sweet name for it on the spot, don’t worry. Expect him to do nothing but play with your new pet for hours, petting it, holding it, hugging it, kissing it, telling it that it’s the greatest pet in the world, etc. He’s the happiest boy on the planet rn

Jaebum:

Jaebum tries to reason through this, saying you should’ve called him before adopting a pet, but he can’t be serious for long in the face of a fluffy animal. Eventually, he just stops talking mid-sentence and looks at it, sighing as a smile breaks over his features and reaching out to pick it up and hold it against his chest, laughing lightly at how cute it is. Probably insists on it not sleeping with you, but ends up falling asleep on the couch while watching a movie, the animal on his lap. He’d be such a good owner of this pet, ok? He doesn't need to be reminded to refill its food and water bowls and makes sure it gets the attention it needs every single day, regardless of how tired he is.

Jinyoung:

Jinyoung is initially too stunned by the sight of a new pet in your house that he doesn’t move or say anything for a second, staring at it blankly. Then he’ll look at you and sigh because yes, of course, it makes sense now. Pretends not to like the new addition to the household, but it doesn’t work very well because he loves it very much and hasn’t stopped trying to earn its affection for at least thirty minutes. If you give the pet too much attention and subsequently not give this boy enough, he’ll pout so hard and will teasingly mope around until your eyes are back on him.

Jackson:

Jackson flips his shit. As soon as he sees the new pet, he’s screeching, which probably scares it away, and then he’s screeching more to try and get it to come back to him that’s not how it works bb. You’ve just made his entire year, ok? When the poor animal finally comes out of wherever it was hiding, he’s going to lie down on the floor with it and try and get it to play with him for hours. Probably rolls all over the floor squealing because of how cute it is, tbh. You could literally adopt the ugliest animal on the planet and in his eyes, it would still be one of the greatest things he’s ever seen. Will let the animal sleep on the foot of your bed, saying that it needs to know that you two love it he just wants to pet it more smh

Youngjae:

Youngjae loves animals, ok? And when you bring home a new one, he doesn’t hesitate for one second to coo over it and kiss it’s head and rub his face all over it and hug it and well, the list goes on. He probably takes at least 100 photos of it and sets one as his lock screen, literally not caring that previously, his lock screen was a picture of you. You have been put aside for the next three hours, his only focus rn is the adorable animal at his feet. He’ll try to get it to play with him, using whatever happens to be on hand as a toy (goodbye, shoelaces). Youngjae is seriously going to be the most smiley person on the planet that night because not only does he have a small animal, but he feels like you two are parents now

Bamboo:

BamBam freaks out when he sees the animal you brought home, letting out some strange noise and bending down to its level so he can pet it, looking up to you with a huge smile and asking where you found it and did you name it yet? because if you didn’t, he’s going to name it Dab. That’s just a thing that’s going to happen. Get ready for him to tease you about the new pet loving him more just because it happened to brush against his leg and not yours on the way to its food bowl. He’ll take a million selfies with it and send them to everyone he knows because he’s so happy he has a new pet and is oddly proud of it like hell yes, he’s the owner

Yugyeom:

When he walks through the door to see you cooing over an animal, Yugyeom’s first reaction is to laugh because wow he really should’ve expected you to do something like this sooner or later but it’s still a surprise. “Who is this?” he’ll ask, coming over to pet it and attempt to play with it. If you haven’t named it yet, he’s going to suggest the first thing that comes to mind- like Sneakers or Branch, for example. And then he’ll call the animal by whatever ridiculous name he decided on for the rest of the night so that the next day, it responds only to that name and you’re forced to give in to his absurdity.

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070318

7 march 2018

i met my bb today.

i was worried.

i just can’t sit back knowing that he feels so miserable.

i just want to be there for him even if i can’t do much, even if i can only gift my presence and my listening ears.

initially i wanted to take the bus and then the train to his place and so i rushed. i showered and prepped and then left the house and he still hasn’t replied to my last text to him.

i didn’t want to pressure him so i waited and while waiting for his reply, i decided to take the bus to the macpherson mrt (require less changing of train lines since macpherson mrt is on the yellow line so i was thinking of stopping at bishan and then changing to the red line towards yew tee).

he replied me soon after asking where i was and to not come if this happens again. but i told him i can’t do that, i can’t not come even if he said not to. how could i not come see him after all the things he said on instastory? which girlfriend wouldn’t be worried when their boyfriend writes and posts things about hunger and death? maybe people will say things like “wow i think you love your boyfriend too much already to go all the way to see him just because of a post like that”.

first things first, yes i love him. a whole damn lot. in fact, i love him so much words honestly can’t express how much i love him and because i love him, i care for him too. i don’t want him suffering alone in silent, beating himself up and acting like he’s ok, like everything’s alright when it’s not. we even promised each other to tell each other things, no matter good or bad. i want to unload the burden and sadness and whatever negativity he’s keeping inside of him, even if i can’t do anything much to help him i just want to make him feel better. to let him know that he’s not alone, that i will always always always be there for him no matter the circumstances we’re in.

secondly, he don’t always rant or talk about emotions and feelings much, so for him to actually do that and publicized it on socmed was really shocking for me which then leads to me worrying about him. which is why, i can’t just not be worried. even if people feel like it’s nothing serious or if he’s just being dramatic, in my eyes it worries me because it’s so unlike him. he is always the one joking around, being happy and smiling but no one really knows how he feels deep inside, not even me if he chose to mask his stress and anger and sadness. no one can feel what he’s feeling even if you try to put yourself in his shoes cus let’s be real, unless you yourself is facing the exact same situation as he’s in, you’ll never be able to totally 100% relate to whatever he’s feeling.

ok back to the story.

i then ended up booking an uber from macpherson mrt towards his place cus for some reason i felt like i should reach his place asap. it was already about 830+ by the time i got in an uber. i managed to reach his place at 855pm and upon reaching his area, i saw him waiting at the void deck while the car drove past to head into the car park. tbh i thought that he’d be home and then i’ll just call him down. i didn’t know that he was waiting for me at the void deck until i saw him.

ok then i wanted to surprise him so i tried to creep slowly from the back but lol it was an instant fail cus he turned around. the moment i saw him sitting there i put my bag down and hugged him. i couldn’t hug him really tightly cus i was hugging his head and i didn’t want him to suffocate wtf so i hugged and pat his head.

and then we talked.

before meeting me, he met his sister. apparently a couple of people were also worried and replied to his instastory. and his sister met up with him and then they talked while having dinner together. he told me a summary of whatever his sister talked about to him and tbvh i wasn’t really supportive of most of the things she said. i just felt like it’s easy for her to say cus she’s not the one going through wherever he’s going through, she’s not feeling what he’s feeling. yes i agree to a certain extent that he must be grateful and appreciative cus there are so many people who are jobless and even less unfortunate than he is but fuck, your own mental and physical well-being is the number one most important factor here.

i’ve been in that position before where i just wanted death to take me, where i just wanted to give up cus everything feels like it’s going south and let me tell you something, those thoughts are not pretty. i’m not one to self harm nor let negativity get to me but for some reason i just crumbled. being in a depressive state makes you think a lot of things, most of which are shitty but honestly i’m glad i didn’t just give up on life cus if i did i wouldn’t have met han again and we wouldn’t have ended up together.

he’s my solace in life and i wish i can be his solace in life too.

but anyway, after he told me the things she said. i wasn’t too happy about it so i told him things from my point of view and i ended up tearing up looking at him cus i was just so sad to see him that way. to see him being so weak (i’m not saying guys can’t be weak) and helpless and unhappy with the way he’s living. and he too just ended up tearing up cus he saw me cried. i then stood up and hugged him again, patting his back and his head, running my hand through his hair and patting him again and again. i wish i can do more for him but honestly i’m not very good at comforting either.

and then after awhile, he started telling me things about his mom like how she topped up his phone and he also told her things about how his dad is being an asshole. and then the conversation leads to topics about his dad.

ok the thing is, i think his dad is sorta the one stressing him out? like yes his work stresses him out but his dad’s adding more stress into his life. the fact that he said shit to other people about his own son shows what kind of dad he is already. he told me that he don’t usually get affected by what his dad says but for some reason this time he felt really affected. his words sounded harsh and piercing and it was affecting his mental state. what kind of father looks down on his own son? wtf. instead of supporting and helping you’re bringing your own blood and flesh down. the fact that you’re not even helping with anything about the household and just waiting for money from your children is a fucking selfish act of you. you’re supposed to be the head of the household, the leader, no matter if you’re fucking divorced or whatever, your children is still your responsibilities too so do something to feed them instead of talking shit all the time. what is the point of being a father if you’re not helping your own children grow? you shirk your responsibilities as a father, yet you still expect money to be given to you monthly? just fuck off and disappear.

excuse my poor language but i’m mad.

i can relate to how he feels about his dad cus my dad is exactly the same way, just a fucking parasite living off other people’s money.

but anyway ok back to the story.

after he talked about his dad he started tearing up and i feel so so so much for him cus i can relate. i wiped his tears and just cupped my hand on his cheeks and continued wiping away his tears. i told him not to worry about whatever his dad said and to just do him. his dad’s useless and unlike him, at least he’s working his butts off making ends meet. no one else can understand how hard he works other than himself and if he feels unhappy in his working environment then he should find another job and leave this shithole. money can always be earned but you’ll start to dread going to work if you’re unhappy wherever you’re at in the present and it will affect your mental health as well.

fuck the haters just work on yourself.

at the end of the day, everything you’re doing is for yourself and not for anyone else’s future.

prioritize yourself more than others.

your own well-being will always come first before anyone else’s.

around 935pm, i asked han to go up first and rest up but we ended up staying till about 10pm and then he told me that he wants to go back to which i immediately agree to cus i want him to get as much rest as possible since he do have to get to work tomorrow. he asked me if i have money for a ride home cus he was worried and wanted to pay for my ride home if i didn’t have any but i said it’s ok don’t worry about the money i have it since my pay came in yesterday, even though it’s not a lot but it’s still some extra money enough for me to get home.

but looking at the time, i thought i’d take the train instead since it was really quite early. if i take the train at 10+ there are bound to still be buses back home from bishan so i told him i’ll take the train and then he threw a fit and kept asking me to just book a ride but i was like what for waste the money when i can just take the train. and then he said “you know if you take the train i would have to send you to the mrt right? i want to see you off” and i was like “no bb it’s ok really i came here on my own accord like i want to see you physically so it’s ok and it’s only right that i see you off first so you just go home first ok” and then he said something angrily i can’t really exactly remember his exact words but it was kinda like chasing me away haha. but anyhoo i waited for the lift with him, gave him a kiss and hugged him again before walking off to the mrt.

i reached home around 1137pm!! so it wasn’t all that bad tbh! i expected to reach home after 12 but was pleasantly surprised at how smooth the ride home was.

ok it’s 122am now, i’m gonna play a game or two of ml since i bought valir and then i’m gonna sleep since i’ve got closing shift later.

goodnight!

#070318 #adaywithhan #marchwithhan #personal

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