#sorry everyone i'm going to be in rant mode for a while

[generalsmemories]

3 in fluff scenarios with Dan Heng for the event? :3

Lovely melody

✧ dan heng x gn!reader

✧ prompts used: that warm feeling they get when they successfully make the other one laugh out loud || 1k event

✧ content: established relationship, fluff, hurt/comfort, spoilers for main quest and 1.4 main event, and dan heng's companion quest

✧ a/n: i think everyone heals a lot inside whenever dan heng shows a hint of a smile (me going into camera mode with both his forms to see that tiny little smile) so let's give this boi some well deserved laughter after his very good job onboard the luofu

ya'll know the drill, not beta-read so if you see any mistakes - you didn't.

Dan Heng seemed to behave differently after he decided to meet with Bailu. A meeting you were first incredibly worried about after getting to know what had once to him onboard the Luofu years ago - but he had only given you a tiny smile and a brief hug to console you, whispering that he would bring the trailblazer for safety measures.

You had noted that it was the first time that he had personally left the archives after the initial expedition had come to an end and the stellaron disaster had been solved.

And normally you would've been delighted over the fact that he had taken the effort to come out to hang out at the cabin area with the others, even if he spoke less than before. While you're worried about his reason for stepping out of the express once again, you know that its his wish - and by no means are you to hold someone back from wishing to face a certain part of themselves.

Especially when it comes to Dan Heng.

Either way, when he came back after taking a trip back down to Luofu, he had once again shut himself back into the archives - there was an attempt to console you in the form of a brief nod with a small smile.

It did not help at all.

But you knew better than to actually rush him into explaining things or even tell you something - he still needed to wrap his own head around what had just happened after all.

So you were in utter glee when March and the trailblazer had suggested to bring Dan Heng back to Belobog for their annual Solwarm festival, deciding to wait outside of the archives as they went in to ask him. But your happiness is short-lived when the duo comes out with a frown, the trailblazer shaking their head while March just sighs out in disappointment.

"He won't budge at all. I would ask you to come and join us [Name], but you're probably too worried about him now to join, huh?" March asks in a futile attempt, and you can only give her a resigned smile yourself, "Sorry, you two. Do enjoy the festival for both of us though. I think Himeko is at the end of this cart if you're going to ask her for help," you say, waving the two goodbye - entering the room only when they turn the corner.

Dan Heng is still standing with his back turned towards the door when you enter, and he doesn't turn around when he speaks out loud either. "You really don't have to stay behind at the express for me, you know? I'm fine, just a bit tired."

You don't answer, merely taking a few cautious steps towards him although you stop moving when you're just within arms reach "... Do you want me to?" you ask instead.

"..." he doesn't answer at first, but he quickly turns around to take a few steps towards you, reaching for your hand to pull you towards him before immediately burying his face into your neck and wrapping his arms around your waist. "... Thank you."

While Dan Heng doesn't say anything more after his initial vulnerability, but you can tell very quickly from the way he's acting that he doesn't want you to leave his sight. You've resigned yourself to spend majority of your time inside the archives - getting a lot of updates of March's and trailblazers situation and condition through various selfies and long rants from March.

You show all of the pictures to Dan Heng who has his head resting on your lap whilst reading the updates from March out loud. While he doesn't comment on anything, content with hearing your own thoughts about the matter - you've managed to see him crack a small smile or let out a light chuckle at some of the stories March gives or even your own thoughts.

While it doesn't seem like a lot from the outside or to anyone else, the small chuckle he lets out makes your heart soar. And when you glance down at him after putting away your phone, he merely raises an eyebrow in silence. "What is it?" he asks, ever so oblivious at your newfound joy.

"Nothing," you answer, not able to hold back your smile as you bend your neck a tiny bit to peck him on the lips.

A few more days passes, and whilst March and the trailblazer wasn't able to enjoy the festival because of circumstances (that you have very much been updated on) they had instead found a newfound joy in a new game that had taken Belobog by storm - having sent a picture to you about their new companion who they had affectionally named: Puffball.

It seemed that keeping himself to the archives and accompanied by your presence seemed to help Dan Heng tremendously, now able to take more trips down to the main cabin instead of you having to make the trek to the kitchen yourself to bring food back to the archives.

He's even made some comments on the mutual groupchat of the express, giving March and trailblazer a few pointers - to which he was responded with a flurry of stickers from March you could practically feel her excitement through the screen.

And whilst Himeko and Welt made the trip down to Belobog to watch the final tourmanets in person, you and Dan Heng had resorted to watching the livestream on the holographic screen inside the archives.

Dan Heng wasn't as hooked to the game or the tournament, but seeing your excited expression whenever you saw either March or the trailblazer on the screen did make him relax significantly - having his attention on you and your expression most of the times than the livestream.

Not that you noticed though.

He had started to pay attention to the screen when the grand finale was about to commence though - just as curious as you about this mysterious player that had participated in the event.

"They won!" you shouted in glee before the trotter had even landed the final blow, making Dan Heng jolt in surprsie at the sudden loudness - but you were too ecstatic to even notice, turning towards him with a glint in your eyes that made Dan Heng's words die in his mouth.

"I knew they were going to win! Sure Hook as an elite player surprised me, but there was no way March and the trailblazer would lose! After all they even went with your tips and strategy with the right chips and had that amazing line up - they were almost unkillable!" you spouted, going on and on about the strategic points and the efficient use of their set up - Dan Heng still blinking in mild surprise at your sudden informative outburst.

You still don't notice how he's completeley shell-shocked at your new vigor, and while 70% of his attentin was on your continued rant on how they could optimize the team further, he gets a personal message from Himeko - the video showing Welt having jumped up from his seat with as much excitement as you during the finale.

And maybe it's that video about Welt along with your own enthusiasm about a game that you were previously very neutral about is what finally cracks him.

But you first hear the light snicker come from him, which makes you immediately quiet down because of sheer surprise. The light snicker that comes from your lover soon turns into a hearty laugh while his body starts to shake slightly.

And you swear you've never been so in love.

There's a few stray tears forming at the corner of his eyes, to which Dan Heng brings a delicate finger to brush away, mouth still spread into a smile - his cheeks are a tiny bit flushed from having laughed way longer than he normally does and his body is still trembling slightly.

If only you could've recorded this entire interaction.

It takes Dan Heng a couple of deep breathes before he notices your awestruck expression, his smile fading a bit as he grows concerned, but before he can ask you only cup his cheeks again and shuffle closer to him - the same sparkle in your eyes still present, but now for entirely different reasons than before.

"You laughed!" you state with a broad smile, and the male before you blinks in surprise, cheeks reddening a bit at your upfront statement.

But before he can even say anything, you let out a chuckle yourself, "You laughed!" you reaffirm, now with a softer voice.

Dan Heng is still confused, but you only shake your head before leaning in to kiss him, "You finally laughed again."

And only when you say that does Dan Heng piece together all of your worries for the past week. The realization making him let out a resigned chuckle, bringing a hand behind your head to pull your face closer to him and press his lips against your own again.

"How can I not when you were acting that excited over a game of all things?"

You don't refute or say anything, only laughing more which makes his small smile widen.

#honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you #honkai star rail imagines #hsr x you #hsr x reader #hsr imagines #star rail x reader #star rail x you #dan heng x reader #reader insert #x reader

[jihopesjoint]

I’m sorry if someone has already asked you this but I just discovered your blog and I have to know what your headcannons are of BTS while high

anon… NO ONE has asked me this yet!!!! and you have my whole entire heart for taking one for the team and doing god’s work. i have treated this ask with the utmost importance and i only hope that i don’t disappoint you. also i'm sorry this took me literally all day LMFAO let me just open this with a blanket statement: the sheer number of bangtan giggles that there would be. i think i would die. anyway. onwards and upwards

namjoon

tbh my boy namjoon already speaks like he is stoned. he is ALWAYS waxing poetic and having an existential crisis, and that would increase tenfold if found holding a blunt. he’s making connections, he’s drawing conclusions. the empty chip bag that he has just devoured is definitely a metaphor for fame and how people take everything they love from you and then there’s nothing left for yourself. he’d sit on that for about five minutes before feeling guilty for thinking such thoughts about HIS army, who always refills his metaphorical chip bag.

seokjin

think of the windshield wiper laughs. OH he would be making the stupidest jokes (yes more than he already does). he gets great pleasure from jokes that make people groan. in seeming direct contrast, our gamer guy would be absolutely COUCHLOCKED. but he’d find that for some reason he just isn’t as angry at failures/deaths as he would be sober. and he thinks, “is THIS peace? have i never known it before this moment?” he didn't think he could get any more go with the flow than he already was. but if you think he’s not paying attention to the room around him, think again. he's making fun of everyone else losing their minds, all with eyes glued to the screen.

yoongi

oh bro. yoongi? he’s already an encyclopedia of useless knowledge, sprinkled with existential dread and hatred of the system. my man is ranting and RAVING about the capitalist machine. he doesn't understand why people have to work themselves to death to survive with no opportunity to enjoy life. he's pissed about the fact that he now benefits so greatly from a system he initially set out to be publicly against. and then he'll go on for 15 minutes about stucco, no transition. he's also hearing the most mundane sounds and recording them on his phone because they'll be perfect samples for a track. and then when he listens back to them the next day, he'll be like "what the absolute fuck was this?"

hobi

hobi for the first 20 minutes of the high is a silent observer. it's a little overwhelming right at the beginning, so he's probably a little in his head. he's just taking everything in. but after he crests the peak, he is loosey goosey. music has never made him want to dance more, and he didn't know that was possible. our boy's taste in music is made for getting stoned to. he's wiggling over to the snacks, wiggling with the snacks in his hand. falling to the floor, shouting with laughter when he sees how absolutely ZOOTED his members are. after he wipes the tears from his eyes, he sees yoongi sampling the sound of the ice maker and immediately goes over to be his ultimate hype man.

jimin

park jimin. my sweet baby. he knows that mama didn’t raise no bitch, so he’s taken extra hits after everyone’s tapped out. his eyes are basically permanently shut. for the life of him he cannot stop giggling. he’s in that every single thing that happens is funny mode. can’t hold himself upright. we’re talking hands on shoulders, we’re talking heads in laps, we’re talking falling to the floor. kim taehyung is the funniest person to exist in his eyes (yes more than normal). usually he cringes at himself speaking affectionately about his members, but all inhibitions are gone. he loves them SO MUCH, and he’s absolutely not going to shut up about it. he’s making grandiose plans for them to never get around to doing together because they’re not actually reasonable.

taehyung

taehyung is also thinking thoughts, putting things together. we're talking about the brain that brought us borahae. of course, for one good realization, you have to have about one hundred terrible ones. think of the highest thought you've ever had, or have ever heard someone else have, and you might have stepped inside the anomaly that is kim taehyung's head. some shit like, "what if birds aren't singing and they're actually screaming because they're afraid of heights?" and of course, jimin is fully ready to take this thought that he accidentally vocalized, turn it into a bit, and beat it into the ground. legend has it they're still figuring this out.

jungkook

on his most productive day, our maknae is operating as head empty, no thoughts. so there's no doubt in my mind that he's staring at the wall. not a damn thing is happening up there, i promise you. he's just realized AGAIN that he has hands, but he has no idea what to do with them. because he's completely unaware of what's going on in the room around him, he's interrupted taehyung and jimin's bit to ask them what he should do about his hand predicament. but while he was trying to get their attention, his hand brushed over one of the blankets on the couch and goddamn is it not the softest thing he's ever felt. so his focus has shifted entirely to feeling this blanket. rinse and repeat.

#that taehyung thought was from a meme i saw ngl #anon thank you so much for trusting me with this question #bts #bts headcanons #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #rm #jin #suga #j hope #jimin #v #jungkook

[thefirstknife]

I completely agree with your point. I rarely play pvp and I wanted the helmet from iron banner, so I had to get into the crucible for the first time in years and I would get completely crumb stomped every other game or two. I played to the point where I basically reset my rank when I got the helmet it was demoralizing. Yea sure I'm not the best pvp player but going up against sweats is extremely frustrating when I'm either trying to get better or just playing for a specific armor piece or weapon, and I just get killed repeatedly by the same person or I'm just dead more often than I'm actually alive. If it's frustrating for a casual player, then the sweats should get frustrated too from going up against each other. Just saying

(sorry for slight rant hope your day is going well)

Yep and that's honestly an experience most of us can attest to. It's incredibly frustrating and pushes people away from the Crucible entirely. I genuinely have weeks where I just don't play it, even when I need the pinnacle. I would rather do anything else for the pinnacle. I don't care if I miss that one because I am just not enjoying my time being stuck in spawn.

And the best thing is that like. If you're a pro player, shouldn't you strive to compete with pros? To show off your skill? Because if you're in a lobby with 0.6 kds and you're getting a 37 killstreak, you're not impressive to me? When I want to watch pros, I prefer watching them go against other pros.

I know they say stuff like "but sometimes I want to relax in the Crucible!" Which... Fair! So do I! And I can't! There is no Crucible mode where I can go to relax and play casually because every mode is a sweat fest to me. The fact that you HAVE that option in the first place is already a massive difference. A pro can load into quick play and turn his brain off and stomp casuals. And now suddenly they can't do that anymore. And they think this is some sort of a slight instead of literally just being a FIX. You never should've been able to do that in the first place.

Like, sorry but that's not how pvp in a video game should function. Quick play should be "casual" to everyone, not just to you. Right now when I'm in quick play, I feel like I can compete and I have more interest to give it a go. There's still issues, but most regular players said that SBMM made their games much more even and better to experience. We still have to tryhard in a lot of them, but there's no overwhelming stomps where I'm just stuck and can't leave.

The only way stomps can happen to pros is if the matchmaking messes up and one pro gets 5 casuals on their team while the other team is 6 pros. Which is definitely an issue with matchmaking to talk about! But the idea of putting pros vs pros is not the problem by itself. Again, there's definitely issues because the pro population isn't that high so it has to be mixed with non-pros sometimes, but that's a much deeper issue and a completely different one. SBMM benefits the most people and any SBMM-specific problems (like the weird mix-ups where one team has too many pros while the other doesn't) can be dealt with on their own.

But even then it's like. Okay, sometimes a pro will experience a stomp. Okay. It's already like that to me. You can handle it. I've been told all my life to learn to handle it and to "git gud." So you know. Again, very little sympathy from me towards the gaming community.

#destiny 2 #crucible #ask #like the whole thing with 'we want to not get stomped and we want chill pvp' is SO FUNNY to me because like. #when i say that i'm called a stupid noob who has to git gud #that has been a constant in every game forever. so i really can't be sympathetic to these pros #especially since when they say stuff like that they only want it for themselves #fundamentally i agree with them. stomps are bad. constant sweating is bad. not having chill pvp is bad. #but if this is 'fixed' in their favour sure. THEY won't have it anymore. but the rest of us will #even obvious chill modes like mayhem tend to be populated with sweats who are hardcore meta loadouts #in MAYHEM. bro let me use my silly little supers

[beloved-angel]

Angel.

This is just Angel ' s secondary blog. I'm known as ☁️ anon sometimes, but I may go as 🪽 Anon so I may have been floating around in your inbox, who knows?

This deviates from the main, in which I'm in a "proper appearance" Mode primarily, I'm more "Angel " here. Yknow, anxious, self depreciating, Yandere/obsessive, and a horny little thing. May go for a cutesy aesthetic once in a while.

This isn't a fully sfw blog, unfortunately. So a warning for everyone. This blog may also contain a bunch of mentally ill rantings and me just being a sad hunk of meat sk again, please come in with caution (and a hazmat suit.)

That's enough of my rambling, uuh tagging @somewhat-very-insane (becus that's the first one im tell because i am sad and I love him and I sometimes need reassurance and reminders to do basic life things and im their sad pathetic wet gf yk?? Am i asking for too much i sorry-)

Anyway, Merry Christmas and to all a goodnight.

[my-reality-my-rules]

I don't have anyone to talk to about shifting so I hope I can talk a bit about it here :) It's just I have been trying to shift for over a year and that's fine because I know I will shift soon and I will not give up. I even got a tarot reading telling me I will shift soon but I need to overthink everything less. But you know how hard that is sometimes? Tbh shifting is such a lonely journey because there is nobody that can really help you out (only give some advice but they may work or may not because every person needs different things to help them shift) and in the end it's myself that I truely need to help me. But that's so hard to do because I am someone who needs validation, to know I am doing it right or doing good enough. And since no one can do that for me, I struggle with that a lot. But that's just my problem I have to deal with and overcome. And I will not give up, I will still shift even with these worries and I know I can do it. Sorry for rambling but I just needed to get that off my chest

[thanks for this ask!]

july. this message was sent on the third, and the second one was sent on the tenth. i even remember seeing this in my inbox; i deadass thought i already answered this 😭christ on a crucifix i am so fucking sorry-

also. i apologise for the upcoming rant

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okay. you do have a really good point though. the thing about shifting is that, while it has been an actual practice for many years now, it's only recently that the phenomena is truly being given focus. a lot of us fall victim to that—I'm not saying everyone has, but you have to admit most of the modern shifting community came from either tiktok or amino.

and because of its surgence in recent years, it's viewed as something new, instead of something that's already been cultivated hundreds of years past. this factors in to the isolation of it as a whole, in my opinion, as both a concept and a community.

and i agree with you on the topic of shifting being a lonely journey. the thing is; no one really knows know where they'd belong if they never found out about shifting—do you really think you'd be the same person you are now, had you never heard of the practice?—but at the same time, those same people are also scared to realise that they are worth all of the effort that they're doing, and that, in itself, is one of the reasons that hold them back.

another problem is that shifting had been largely popularised during the first stages of quarantine, which also reinforces the idea of it being a form of escapism. because your current life is going to shit (whether or not by design), you actively look for a way to get away from it. the mindsets of those who did discover reality shifting during quarantine are, to be frank, stuck in what i call the 'online mode'. you saw it online, you decided to try it for yourself; and then you realise that, while you have the whole community to communicate with online, it doesn't necessarily mean that you'd be able to talk about shifting while offline (with family, friends, and et cetera).

and when you do try to talk about it with others in real life, you get ostracised for it. because for them, it was an online phenomenon.

call this arrogant, but; whenever my philosophy professor asks my class if things like the perfect good and the perfect happiness (that which satisfies human nature entirely, both materially and intangibly) exist in an actual reality, i want to scream—because yes, those realities exist, i just can't prove it to you, not really, not in the way it matters. if i could say how, i would. if i could tell someone in real life that I've met all these amazing people in other realities and my life is really looking good, i would. if i could scream about reality shifting on my roof at the top of my fucking lungs, i would.

but i can't, and the consequences of admitting it in the current reality are far more troublesome than if you had just admitted it online.

still, though, being able to overcome that challenge should be one of the most satisfying aspects of it. when you're shifting, whether to a DR or for simple manifestations, you have to realise that all of what you have now, you were always meant to find. you already had these potentials in you—it's not that you have to go looking for it, just that you were looking in the wrong places to begin with. i completely agree with what you'd said about, how, in the end, it's only you who could truly understand and help yourself.

the only person whose validation you truly need is you. and to quote daenerys targaryen; Do you know what kept me standing through all those years in exile? Faith. Not in any gods. Not in myths and legends. In myself.

change always starts with the person. life isn't waiting for you to catch up, so why would you wait for it in return? you already exist with so much to give yourself, and the only thing that's stopping you from achieving it is the mind that you have. that's not to discount others' experiences, obviously, but that's the simplest truth of it.

nevertheless, i am glad that you were able to get a glimpse of your DR, anon. i know it's been four/five months since you sent this in, but you have my sentiments all the same. I'd actually love to hear from you again, if you're willing, haha.

#shifting #shifting realities #reality shifting #desired reality #shift #shifting shenanigans #Esther's shifting posts

[daprosy]

Seek90 Headcanon Rewrite what the fuck!! (<>?/<3)

Seek initially showed up in the rooms trying to get away from Ambush after a really shitty fight and wound up lost on accident, A-90 was the one to find them and teach them about the rooms.

The start was rocky though, because they mistook him for Ambush at first. But this was very quickly resolved. When everyone goes back to the hotel, A-90 basically functions as those two's auspistice and it's effective mostly because he has strong positive relationships with both entities.

The relationship comes across as one sided to the majority of entities (Including A-90), but it isn't. A-90 is very painfully obviously in love but Seek hasn't said anything, coming off as not reciprocating. Well, they're on all levels incapable of reciprocating, right?

But they can. They do and it's physically painful. Feeling such strong positive emotions so often and suddenly worsens the crusty, tumor-like growths that spread and begin to dry them up until there's nothing left that makes Seek "Seek". A-90 does not know this.

A-90 has no intent on ever confessing to Seek. Doesn't matter since Seek already knows how he feels (and he's unaware of that) but it still looms in his mind. This won't have to end if it doesn't start.

The prospect of being in love also scares A-90 and he can't explain it. Sometimes he overthinks his crush and it becomes distressing. It's easier to suppress his feral urges when Seek is around but at the same time he feels like he'll collapse on all fours at any given moment so that just kinda makes him really nervous.

Seek sometimes goes very long periods of time ghosting A-90 in the belief that not talking to him will fix the growths, but they're still hella thinking about him so it doesn't really do shit lawl. A-90 never messages anyone unless they reach out first so he gets put under the impression that they're focused on other friends. Something something Seek's just like pop music or the like.

Whenever they do meet again... Oh boy, A-90 gets way too excited at times, sometimes spamming their messages, and if they meet in person oops he's reverted. He has pounced on them before and has also accidentally left clean gashes on their body (sometimes slicing limbs off). They heal back really well though so it's fine. Seek's only real concern with that is if any of their goo gets into his mouth.

Which yes. Has happened before. That's also how Seek eventually began to reciprocate! One day they spent like 2 hours trying to get A-90 to his room after tripping balls from accidentally swallowing some of their goo and going full rabies mode at his peak.

A-90 oftentimes rants to Seek, who very rarely has anything to say in response. They do however love hearing him talk and, unlike many entities, finds his voice relaxing albeit crunchy and a bit feral sometimes.

Speaking of, whenever A-90 gets back to his senses after reversion, he'll be embarrassed as all hell if Seek was there to witness it in any capacity. Sorry for mauling the hell out of your undercooked steak and clawing the wallpaper right off do you still think I'm handsome-

A-90's whole thing is attempting to be proper and distinguished. Seek can shatter this so painfully easily if they really wanted to, which is something almost all other entities cannot do. A-90 thinks it's probably some primal urge bullshit while Seek thinks he simply just trusts them enough (It's a mix of both).

Curious Light actually discovered Seek in the rooms while they were trying to comfort A-90 after a really bad event. This is how she eventually got back to the hotel but goddamn this was fucking scary for her to witness.

Seek can't explain why but they oftentimes gets lost staring at their reflection in A-90's armor whenever it's been recently polished. They have accidentally hypnotized themselves multiple times before due to this.

A-90's always changing blood color depending on his mood sometimes gets absorbed by Seek if the jutting razors' wounds cause it to touch them and, based on the color, it affects Seek. Red has a calming, healing effect, yellow doesn't do jack shit, and green harms them.

#radley rambles #headcanon #roblox doors #roblox rooms #seek90 #shoutout to spaghetti man anon your love cancer seek headcanon has made seek90 a billion times more karkalicious since march <3

[hopeymchope]

I think it's kind of weird that neither Ibuki or Saionji seem to have any hard feelings about being killed by Mikan. Granted, Mikan wasn't exactly in control (though her calling out everyone for not stopping the bullying and just standing there may be repressed frustration and resentment) at the time and Ibuki doesn't seem to be the grudge holding type but I wouldve expected Saionji to hate her even more and use it as an excuse to hassle her even more.

In fairness...

We don't really know how long before the "Hope Side" episode they actually all woke up. I suppose that, based on the emails we see from the Future Foundation higher-ups to Naegi and company in the final chapter of DR2, it couldn't have been very long between the end of DR2 and the start of DR3. But even if it was just one week at the most... maybe they've been dealing with this emotional baggage back on Jabberwock. Maybe they worked through things back there. Idk.

Even if they did wake up only shortly before they headed for the Future Foundation's HQ, we don't get much insight into how they feel once they're up and about. We've only seen one half-hour anime episode which contains each DR2 character for like, a few minutes each. And during those minutes, they spend a decent amount focused on the task at hand - that is, stopping Mitarai's broadcast. So we really don't know much about how they actually feel. .... Although I admit that when we do see them outside of "combat mode," they sure seem like they're getting along.

I mean... that COULD be Ibuki letting out some kind of rant while Mikan is listening with concern, but I highly doubt it.

But even if they're looking to be hunky-dory by the end of DR3, who knows what they might be dealing with under the surface, y'know? It might feel great to have all your memories of your original friendships back and be totally reunited in the moment, but that doesn't mean they aren't going to have simmering resentment once they get over that initial high.

My last thought is that this should logically apply to Mahiru and Peko, too. AND the entire group should rightly feel pretty salty about Komaeda's behavior across Chapters 4-5, especially his actions in Chapter 5. Although I guess I already kind of wrote a fic about that.

Anyway, my point is: I think they've most likely got a lot to work through... or that they could've started working through already? But yeah, I do foresee some baggage there. And I most definitely wouldn't put it past Hiyoko to be nursing a grudge.

................................but idk if Ibuki is even capable of "hard feelings," frankly. She seems very live-and-let-live.

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Mikan: "Um... Mioda-san? I just wa-wanted to say that... I'm... well, I-I'm really, REALLY sorry about—"

Ibuki: *interrupting* "Don't even worry 'bout it! 'sall good, babygirl!"

Mikan: *blinks* "...eh?!?!"

Ibuki: "Oh, I mean I don't have any hard feelings! Didn't even particularly mind gettin' strangled." *shrugs* "It's whatever. You get me?"

Mikan: *bewildered*"...................................thaaaaa... thank you, I-I think???"

#dr3 spoilers #danganronpa #asks #anon #mikan tsumiki #anti-hiyoko saionji #ibuki mioda #danganronpa screencaps #dr2 spoilers

[skyplayssplatoon3]

Oh boy Splat3 being fun I hope this doesn't come off like a rant I'm just being thorough bc that community question post I'm so sorry if this is A Lot

Splatoon 3 veers between 'insanely, super fun' and 'not even remotely' on a near daily basis.

For what feels like the first time in the series' history the matchmaking and connection issues have synchronized to both be so bad that it feels like you barely get to play, and if you do play then you'll rarely get a fair fight and either play against a comp thats not fair for one side (IE triple e-liter and an inkbrush in splatzones) or against opponents with skill level that's unreasonably higher or lower than your team's.

Even with a wired connection I rarely last more than 3-4 matches at best before losing connection in the lobby and having to find new teams, and its not rare to have to go through the queue multiple times because of disconnects while waiting. This has never happened in 1 or 2 to me, back then I'd get maybe one or two a month. Now I get dozens in a week, and nearly everyone I play with does too.

Winning isn't everything but I've had remarkably few matches that felt... like actual matches. Most of my wins have been crushing curbstomps of people that felt like they just got the game or never had a chance because it was a quartet of chargers or whatever.

The same happens for my losses w/ them usually feeling like I went against a team of pro tournament players or being put with 1-3 other splatlings or chargers whenever I play a non-shooter, to the point I've nearly given up on playing my mains that I enjoy and just picked up TTek because I would constantly be curbstomped bc of tri-splatling + 1 squiffer comps and stuff like that outside of X Battle if I don't play a jack of all trades shooter (which, annoyingly, has a system to avoid exactly this problem that works perfectly but was never added to the normal modes)

Between all that and a multitude of minor things (Hero mode being a drop in quality from Splat2's, Splatfests being a noticeable downgrade from Splat2's, Big Run... feeling awkward the way it was handled, a number of balancing issues from launch like crab dominance and tentamissile spam, etc) the game feels more frustrating than ever before in the series when it goes badly despite it feeling better than ever when it goes well thanks to nearly every other facet of actually playing the game being massively improved

I have tons of fun when it feels like it works, but I've honestly just drifted to playing Salmon Run near exclusively because Salmon Run is consistently enjoyable w/o most of the above issues and usually the worst that happens is Nintendo going on a streak of really not fun comps to use (or it being Spawning Grounds, which isn't balanced for Splat3's new aggressive salmonids at all)

Totally fine to be thorough! I've been reading everyone's responses and really learning a lot about what people want out of this game

I'm glad you mentioned the 'Not fun to win' aspect of matchmaking, because I don't see it mentioned a lot: It's not always losing that's the problem, because it's equally not as satisfying to end up stomping new players because you and your X friends run out to try new weapons and still have built-skills over the years...We want people around our level to practice against!

I'm genuinely surprised to hear someone say Hero Mode was a downgrade; there's been so much praises sung (and I genuinely had a good time myself). However, still a valid opinion!

It absolutely is fun when things go right! The connection works, the matchmaking actually balances (rarely but it does for me), and even some losses feel fine because it felt like a fair match that we just came up short

I still say hold out a while longer for all the new goodies we should get! Hopefully things will improve with time, but I can see everyone's frustration as things stand right now

#Asks #bapzap #Long Post #IT'S OKAY IM A BIT OF A RAMBLER MYSELF as people may be aware /dies #But I'm truly having a good time reading the thoughts from the community #Thank you to everyone contributing their thoughts even drastically different from each other or my own!

[legobiwan]

Alright, people. I want to talk Pong Krell.

This is not a Pong Krell support post. Fuck that guy.

But, in making my little "Kenobi" video, I did end up revisiting parts of the Umbara arc, and I kind of want to talk about it.

1) I think it's very interesting that Krell does end up being taken down by the clones working together. And, in a way, that whole scene kiiiinda foreshadows Order 66, in that the Jedi, powerful as they were, were extremely vulnerable when it came to the clone army. If the clones, working together, could take down a dark-sider wannabe, it's no surprise that they were able to eliminate the majority of the Jedi as they did. I guess what I'm saying, is that it sets precedent for what we see in ROTS.

2) Krell is such a try-hard, omg.

I mean, he's just doing the whole, "If I do something really cool, all the popular kids will like me." Gods, Krell, grow a bloody spine. Dooku probably wants nothing to do with you. (Can you imagine Dooku with this guy? No way. Dooku, for all of his faults, has standards. Obi-wan standards).

BUT! This does lead me into another point.

3) While it's doubtful Dooku ever would have taken Krell into his confidence, it's likely Dooku may have encouraged this notion. And it's a smart move, from Dooku's point of view. Remember, the original Order 66 arc had the clones turning against the Jedi because they believed them to be traitors to the Republic, no chip involved. In egging Krell on, Dooku could have (may have) been setting the scene for this inevitable betrayal by a Jedi, which would chip away at the clones' confidence in the Jedi and thus allow them to be manipulated against the Jedi. Krell is an idiot, but a useful one for further undermining the legitimacy of the Jedi Order.

4) Speaking of the Order and the clones. I really want to know what the fallout was after Umbara went down. I'm assuming the clones reported this to the Jedi (and, oh gods, Obi-wan was on the other side of Umbara when this went down, he would have likely been the one to have arrived on scene first. He spoke with Krell, multiple times! You have to wonder how much Obi-wan's faith in himself and the Order was shaken due to this). Did the Jedi report this to the GAR and the Senate? Something tells me no. (Or maybe yes, which primed the government to eventually order Ahsoka's execution later on). What kinds of conversations were happening within the Council? In the clone barracks? Between Jedi and clones? How badly was that trust ruptured? Also, considering Barriss's defection not far after this, it's really not a good look for the Council and the Order as a whole.

5) I find it fascinating that so many bad decisions in Star Wars, specifically with the Jedi, stem from visions and prophecies which ultimately are methods of control if they are acted upon. Sifo-Diyas has a vision of the Jedi and the Republic falling and ends up helping to create the clone army. Qui-gon is so convinced of the Chosen One prophecy that he ends up bringing back a boy who is somewhat unsuited to the prevailing Jedi culture into the Order and them emotionally blackmailing his apprentice into raising him, despite his instincts. (And who would end up being a major catalyst in the downfall of the Republic and Jedi). Krell also has a vision about the end of the Republic and decides to try and get on top of things, triggering his own death and also pushing the Jedi further into an untenable political situation. Anakin falls for this twice, first with this mother on Tatooine and then with Padmé in RoTS, the consequences of which we are all familiar with. Moral of the story? You can't control the future. It's an interesting theme that deserves a longer, better-researched post.

6) Gods, poor Rex. First Umbara, then he gets dragged along on the Zygerrian adventure and placed in the Zygerrian slave pits with Obi-wan, and then, to top it all off, Obi-wan goes and fakes his own death, which must have caused some kind of uproar that again, we see little of on-screen, aside from the deteriorating relationship between Obi-wan and Anakin. But you have to think Rex's confidence in the Jedi has to be a little shaken at this point. No wonder he ended up choosing to go with Ahsoka during the battle of Mandalore.

Anyway, there's no real thesis to this post, aside from the fact there was some real Trouble in River City within the Jedi and due to the war and the Council's decisions before some of the more egregious incidents occurred, such as the bombing of the Jedi Temple. I haven't really thought about post-Umbara stories, but that would be a very interesting conversation between Obi-wan and Cody, especially in light of the Rako Hardeen arc.

#hello there #pong krell #obi wan kenobi #rex #cody #umbara #i have so many thoughts about this #and i wonder where obes's head was at #it's like some pipe has gotten unclogged and suddendly all of the STAR WARS stuff is just gushing out #sorry everyone i'm going to be in rant mode for a while #more later its time to go for a run now that its not 80 thousand degrees out

[boobz-fye]

Comforting them after losing a game

Includes: Oikawa Tooru, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Kageyama Tobio, and Keiji Akaashi x G/N reader.

Warnings: the boys doubting themselves and cursing(I think I only said one bad word in kageyamas but whatever)

Rant: Ok, I feel like this post is actual shit. Like I say that about almost all of my posts- but this one is very bad. The only good one is Ushijimas I think, so I hope I do all of the characters a little justice tho. Also sorry that I haven't been posting much (for like two weeks) I have been very busy, and been dealing with writer's block. I will try and post something else some time next week. Think it's gonna be fluff for MHA tho. Anyways, HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS!!!!!

Oikawa Tooru~

It all happened too fast. He could have sworn that they were just in the lead, ahead of Shiratorizawa by two points. He was so close to beating them. And now what is he going to say to you, or the team? He promised all of you that they will win this only to not fulfill it. Slowly dragging his feet out of the gym, Oikawa starts to feel tears building up in his vision. ‘No you can't cry right now.’ Oikawa thinks as he starts to pick up a pace. Maybe this is all just a bad dream and he will wake up soon.. Yeah that sounds right. He can wake up and have a fresh start of the day, win against Shiratorizawa, then celebrate with his team mates, and to top it all off go over your house and cuddle the whole night.  Oh how lovely that sounds, only if that wasn't another fantasy planted in his head.

Overwhelmed with emotions Oikawa finally comes out of the locker rooms, only to see you sitting on the floor. “What are you still doing here baby?” You look up to see Oikawa putting on a fake smile that makes your heart break. “Come here..” You say rising to a standing position, with your arms open and welcoming. Oikawa doesn't hesitate to wrap his arms around you, and be consumed by your warmth. “You did amazing out there handsome.” Those few words made Oikawa feel butterflies in his stomach. The only thing that could make him feel better were your praises. But he still couldn't help the small ache in his chest, remembering that he promised everyone that they would win this game and make it to nationals. “If I did good then why didn't we win?” He says with a slight crack in his voice, making an ache of your own spread through your chest. “Maybe it was just luck. You were only off by one point, plus if it makes you feel better you'll be able to beat their ass in spring!” A breathy chuckle escaped from Oikawa's mouth, causing a grin to form on your face. “You're right baby, we will beat them in spring.”

Ushijima Wakatoshi~

Ushijima wasn't used to losing. The reality didn't hit him until he heard the opposing teams audience cheer. Looking over to the scoreboard when he hears the whistle being blown, only to see that his team has lost. A bitter taste settles on Ushijima’s tongue. But he is once again pulled out of his thoughts by a hand resting on his shoulder. He turns around to see his team standing behind him with a look of true defeat. “C’mon Ushijima, we have to line up” Tendou says with a tone a little different from his usual cheery one. Not knowing what to say Ushijima just grunts with a small nod.

Walking outside of the gym Ushijima starts to replay the game in his head to try and see where they went wrong, but soon was interrupted by some arms wrapping around him from behind. “Hi bubs.” you say nuzzling your head into his back. “Hello Y/N.”  “Soooo…” you try to think of what to say that will make Ushijima feel better, but it's hard to do so when he can be very blunt at some points and not understand what you are trying to get at. “Yes?” Ushijima says tugging at the sleeve of your jacket to gain your attention back to him. “How are you feeling after the game?” There is a little moment of silence that comes over the two of you causing a slight panic cloud in your mind, because what if he took your question the wrong way- “I don’t know how to feel about losing, I'm upset because we put a lot of effort in that game just to lose. But they won fairly, so I guess that just shows that we weren't good enough.” Ushijima states bluntly. You're kind of taken back by his answer, but notice how his eyes show more emotion than his words. You could tell that he was more than just upset. “Don't say that Ushijima, you guys did amazing out there. You guys were only off by a couple points!” You say as you take Ushijima’s hand into your own. “But still we tried our best and it wasn't enough.” You felt his hands tremble a little in your touch, looking at him with a soft gaze you say “I'm sorry bub, you will get them next time though, I know you will because you are good enough.” Ushijima nods and mumbles a thank you, while gently squeezing your hand. It's times like this, when Ushijima shows you his vulnerable side, that you hold dear to your heart.

Kageyama Tobio~

Kageyama dreaded feeling the pain in his chest after losing a game. He would never get used to it, and doesn't really care enough too anyways. Maybe if he didn't send the ball to Hinata, knowing that the idiot will just close his eyes, then they could have won. But even then Oikawa’s tricky serves would still be a pain to work around. Not to mention how fast the whole team learns their opponents weaknesses. Kageyama had gotten so lost in his thoughts that he forgot he had to meet up with you at a cafe in 6 mins. Today seems to just get worse and worse by the second and he doesn't know if he will be able to keep himself together for much longer.

You hear the bell on the cafe door ring, causing you to turn around and see that all too familiar face. Kageyama walks over to you and takes his seat. Only when he finally looks up you notice that he is panting. “Did you run all the way here kags?” “Yeah, would have been late if I didn't.” Kageyama never liked being late to anything that has to do with you, it makes him feel guilty, and he doesn't want to add upsetting you to the list of shitty things that have happened today. “I'm ok with you being a little late baby, especially when you just got back from your game…” Kageyeama drops his gaze back down to the table remembering that was the first game you got to see him play in just for them to lose, how embarrassing- “Sorry, I didn't mean to bring it up.” you say rubbing the back of your neck. “It's ok….”  “Look at the menu and pick what you want, it's on me!” Kageyama shoots his head up and stares at you with wide eyes “Idiot im not letting you pay.” He mumbles while a blush spreads across his face. “Aww c'mon babe I can pay, let me get you some comfort food!” “Comfort food?” “Yeah food always helps me with stress” Before Kageyama could think over his next words, his mouth and brain betrayed him. “I think cuddles would make me feel better.” Both of you are taken back by his words, Kageyama was always so stubborn, forcing you to pick up hints from his behavior and piece them together to know what he wants. But you don't mind the forwardness; it helps you get straight to the point. Kageyama on the other hand is freaking out, he doesn't know if he was being too blunt or not, and your silence is not helping. “Never mind… forget what I said” “Whattttt, that sucks cause I was going to say yes but since you insist.” “Shut up, we can head over to mine after eating, the meal that I will be paying for, and cuddle. Now pick what you want already I don't have all day.” “Sir yes sir!” You say with a salute. “Dont do that you look dumb” Kageyama says, while trying to supress a grin. “You're so meannnnn” You whine with a pout. Even though Kageyama is teasing you the only thing you seem to be able to focus on is the way he starts to let loose and laugh around you. And when you look into his eyes all you see is love, not a trace of sorrow.

Akaashi Keiji~

It's only been a few minutes since the tragic game has ended and akaashi is already past the limit of stress he can handle. From the fact that they actually lost a game, while also trying to encourage the team and tell them that they will do better next time, and also trying to help bokuto get out of emo mode akaashi was starting to get a headache and wanted to just go home to sulk and attempt to relax. So once when he gets out of the shower akaashi throws on some clothes and runs out the locker room to the front gate. Not expecting you to be there waiting for him.

As Akaashi approaches the front gate he sees you standing there alone. “Y/N, what are you doing here? It's getting late.” “I know, I just wanted to check up on you” Akaashi looks into your worried eyes, causing him to feel a little guilt. Is he the cause of the expression on your face? “Oh well then can I walk you home?” You nod in approval, letting him take your hand and lead the way. A comfortable silence takes over the two of you, but you still can't help but feel like something is still off about Akaashi today, and none of his fake smiles and replies will put this thought at ease. “Hey Akaashi?” “Yes?” you stay silent for a little trying to think of the right words to say. “You know you guys did amazing at the game today right?” Akaashi hums in response, as the hold on your hand becomes a little shaky. “Good, because it's the truth. Just don't beat yourself up about it, you're great at what you do. Even though you guys didn't win I know you are still deserving of it. The only reason your opponents had a chance, was because of the chance balls. Plus you and your team have way more chemistry with each other then they did, it's almost like all of you can read each other's minds… Sorry I was rambling again.” Akaashi turns around and stares at you this time with a real smile on his face. “It's ok love, I think it's cute when you run your mouth. Now why don't we head over to your house instead? I want you to help me get rid of my stress, ok?” “And how can I help you with that?” Akkashi brings your hand towards his lips and gives it a quick kiss. “Cuddles of course, and let me eat whatever food you got in your house.” Akaashi says with a wink. On your way home you can't help but admire your caring boyfriend, always making time for you even when he's too emotionally and physically tired.

#akaashi x y/n #akaashi fluff #haikyuu akaashi #akaashi keji x reader #akaashi x reader #akaashi x you #akaashi keiji #kageyama tobio #kageyama x reader #kageyama x you #kageyama x y/n #haikyu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima x you #ushijima x reader #ushijima x y/n #ushijima fluff #kageyama fluff #oikawa tooru #oikawa x y/n #oikawa x you #oikawa x reader #oikawa fluff #haikyuu fluff #ok bye

[dragonshoard]

I missed you 😭

I had this idea of an AU rattling around in my head for a while now, basically ever since I saw your little rant about Seraphine in the tags on a Mage!Jinx AU post.

Sooooo I looked up what the Brackern were, because I had never heard of them before, and holy shit I can't look at the Hex crystals the same way 🥺🥺

So imagine, if you will, Powder was able to hear them herself; like she felt an inkling of something when she first picks them up but doesn't give it much thought afterwards because of everything that happens.

Until Vi and the boys go out to rescue Vander, they leave but Mylo or Vi decide to lock the basement door behind them because their worried Powder will follow anyway; so after Powder has her meltdown and then realisation that she could save her family, she's hit with another realisation that her siblings don't trust her, that Vi doesn't trust her after she tries to leave but can't because of the locked door.

She has another breakdown but instead of hurting herself and screaming she's just crying uncontrollably, and while she's going through this grief and feelings of complete hopelessness one of the crystals starts consoling her.

She stops crying and asks if the crystal spoke to her and then all of the crystals start speaking up, because holy shit someone can finally hear them.

Anyway, long story short, Vi and the others get back and go into complete recovery mode and don't notice straight away that Powder is less clingy and more silent then usual; it takes them a few days to realise she's pulling away from them, not completely she still gives everyone hugs and kisses because she's Powder, but she's noticeably distant.

It's mainly because she doesn't feel alone as much because of her new crystal friends (she would definitely call them that) and is working on making them bodies so they can protect themselves, she also feels she found purpose for herself in helping her new friends and by extension her family because of what her new friends are secretly teaching her *wink wink* bit of rune magic and that sort.

Sorry for the long ass ask, I might have gotten a bit carried away 😅😅😅

Ahhh you're too sweet!!

And don't apologize, I loved reading this!

But yeah, LoL lore is pretty crazy compared to what information the Arcane series established. I prefer LoL's version most of the time, just because of how interconnected it is with the entire world.

(Just as a side thing, Piltover - or the family who sells the crystals - eventually turn to making synthetic crystals as a result of the original supply no longer being viable)

nkjgfnkdjfn not them locking the door behind them, thinking that it would be the best way to protect her, not even thinking that she would try to follow and realize that she can't.

Powder after thinking "I can help them" and then realizing that she can't because all of her ways out are blocked when she goes to check. Cue panic attack.

I'm honestly thinking she's alternating between the thinking "how could they leave me", "why don't they trust me", and "what if they die I'm going to be all alone what do I do - "

The crystals coming to the rescue TT-TT and then being shocked that this primitive creature can actually understand them.

I can see why (assuming they survive) Powder would start to pull away (OTHER than having new friends that are actually her friends). Her trust in Vi and her words has been shaken.

BUT OH MY GOSH Powder pulling away from her family because she now has the brackern to speak with 0o0 I love it!

They'd be so worried because of how much she's changed. She gets distracted more often than not, she doesn't talk to or ask to go out with them anymore, and sometimes they hear her talking to someone but when they check there isn't anyone there.

And then her scribbling weird symbols on the wall instead of her usual artwork?

Lowkey I'd be extremely worried if I was Vi.

Ok, but Powder trying and failing to make bodies for them is so sweet. They would tell her that it was appreciated, but their true forms were in Shurima so it was unnecessary. She would hesitantly ask if they wanted her to bring them back to her body and they sort of laugh a bit. They assure her that they were fine as they were.

(They wouldn't say this now, but they would plan to request another of their kind - Skarner - to bring them home once Powder was older and no longer need them. They weren't human, but they understood she was far too young to be left unattended and deemed her original guardians to be unfit as they left her in such a distressed state)

#origin #arcanecorner #this is so cute and i love it TT0TT #a family can be one mentally unstable 12 year old and 5 brackern namestones

[newmxmories]

What if?

(Base of course back to season 3)

A/N: I'm a little rusty from not writing for a very long time. So forgive me if it wasn't the best!

Plot: What happens if it was you in his arms?

·· Shall we? ··

You did everything and anything for your friends. You were with Allison trying to figure out how to kill the Onis. When you finally realized what it was, both of you go,

"Silver.. Jinx!"

You and her started laughing and started building armor made from silver. The perks of having two hunters in the pack instead of one. You tried to keep it as lowkey as possible but meeting your lover/alpha made it hard especially when your family knew the Argents. That's why you and Allison were so close. Your parents and hers worked together so you grew up together. You knew her and Scott had a past and you had no intention to lose your bond with her over a boy. However, after talking it out with her and explaining how much you tried to stray away, she knew you couldn't. In her words, "it's hard not to fall for a boy like Scott McCall." You were forever grateful she didn't let anything happen between you and her.

Stiles was no longer Void Stiles. At first, you were very hesitant seeing him again. You stopped by Scott's after you heard what happened. Allison said to go and she'll meet you there. Entering the McCalls, you saw your best friend and boyfriend. Your eyes were teary seeing him because you didn't know if this was some kind a joke Void was playing. Scott came to you and put a hand on your cheek.

"It's okay.. it's him."

You still looked at him with teary eyes. Stiles whispered,

"Hey Y/N.."

You looked at him,

"How do I know it's not the other one?"

Stiles sighed,

"Uhh.. remember when you told me the day you fell for your lover boy? It was-"

You eyes popped

"Okay! It's you! Where's Lydia?"

Scott looked at you with a smirk but went back into serious mode.

"He took her."

"Well then let's go."

Right before you left, Scott stopped you

"You never told me how you fell for me"

He smirked and you did too.

You gave him a loving kiss before rushing to the Jeep, you shouted,

"You'll found out on our last day together, babe! So you'll be waiting for a while"

Smiling before you hopped into the car. Scott scoffed and followed while having the biggest smile on his face.

Once everyone met at Eichen, you repeated the plan before going in. Stiles looked like he's becoming weaker so the plan had to move faster. The plan was about to begin once you saw the Oni come to life. Everyone was fighting one and once you saw Allison release the arrow to save Issac, you did the same. You guys saw what the silver did and both let a sigh of relief. What you didn't know was what was going to happen next. The Oni was going to come right after her when you pushed her and you took her place. You felt the sword of the Oni go right through you. You knew this was it. Allison eyes popped out so big. She saved Issac. You saved her.

She raced to your aid and Issac yelled for his alpha.

"SCOTT! HELP!"

You held Allison hand and she looked at you with tears streaming non-stop down her face,

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry! You're going to be okay. Scott's coming! Okay?! I need you to hold on. Okay? Eyes open"

Scott saw you laying there and rushed and held on to you once Allison finally let go. You smile very weakly at the boy you'll forever love. He tried to heal you,

"Baby.. you gotta let me heal you. C'mon. Let me take it, I can take it"

"Don't. I'm okay. I'm not in pain"

He shooked his head uncontrollably and tried

"babe.. the day I fell for you-"

"NO! You said on our last day together. This isn't it!"

"The day I fell for you *coughs* is the day you saved my life. The day in forest *coughs*. When you just let me rant and let me feel heard. Then you came to me the next day with my favourite chocolate (or whatever sweet you prefer). I knew then. I was falling for the alpha of Beacon *coughs* Hills."

Seeing him cry wasn't what you wanted to see last.

"Baby.. I can't go with you looking at me like that.. but we don't have much time"

"NO! I can help you!"

You knew you were about to take your last breath. You just tried to hold on as much as you can.

"I love you. With my heart. Scott. Tell them I love them. Thank you *cough* for everything. How bout one last forehead kiss.. my lips aren't the most attractive right now."

Trying to let out one last sassy remark, you laughed weakly. He knew it too. There wasn't much left he can do but honour you wish. He placed his lips on your forehead as you took that one last breath.

"I love you Y/N Y/L/N. Till our last day."

#teen wolf #teen wolf imagine #scott mccall #scott mccall imagine

[trafalgaylaw]

Hey there.

First of all, I'm sorry I've haven't been here in ages. A lot has happened. So I'd like to apologise in advance for the rant that's coming, but somehow, this is the safest place for me to get everything out of my system. Feel free to ignore and hide this post, there is no pressure on you to respond, I'm not looking for interactions specifically, I just need an outlet. Some stuff may be triggering, but there'll be warnings here and in the tags, don't worry about that. I'm embarrassed, I was absent for several months and I don't even come back with a OP related post.

Without further ado, trigger warnings: cancer, death

Some of you may already know that I lost my Mom to cancer 5 years ago. Well, back in May of this year, I lost my dad to a cancer as well. I thought it was going to be the same all over again. Boy, was I wrong. Sure, there were a lot of similarities, but mostly major differences. Mom had no chance of survival, we knew from the start. She got into treatment against her will because my sister-in-law was pregnant and she was afraid that if my Mom died before she gave birth she might lose the baby... My Mom's will was never taken into consideration. She didn't want to fight windmills, she didn't have any regret and she was okay with the idea of dying.

For my dad, it was the total opposite. He wanted to live so bad, he didn't want to die and wanted to try absolutely everything. His survival chances were anywhere between 4 months and 5 years, we were on rollercoasters, treatments working and then not working anymore, promises of experimental treatments only to be told 3 months later that they couldn't get his full genetic profile and couldn't be sure if he could undergo the treatment. It happened 3 times. He wanted to try a last chemo but the doctors denied him it because he was already too weak to take it.

The other main difference, is that Mom's cancer didn't change her personality, but it did change my dad's. The problem is, except for my fiancé who noticed as well, no one believed me. I don't want to know if they were in denial or if he specifically changed his attitude towards me but I think the latter is more likely as I was the only one he lied to about the epilepsy.

When Mom was sick, I was incredibly surrounded and got flooded by support when she passed.

The moment dad got sick, I started getting blamed and questioned for almost everything, and I'm still receiving comments now. I got blamed for:

- not being there while my dad, who lived over 900km (convert in miles yourself weirdos, I'm french, we do metric system round here) away from me and didn't want my physical presence anyway, was having seizures, that he hid from me

- the fact that my dad chose to lie to me about his state (somehow my fault apparently)

- the fact that my brain put me in autopilot mode in the first weeks following his death to protect me and take care of all the immediate responsibilities as I was getting practically no help

- not holding a funeral while 80% of his close relatives literally said to me "if you do something I won't come"

- collapsing after 2 months

I'm being told to move on. I'm being told to force myself to feel happy. In the 5 years my Mom has been dead, I've never been told to "move on". All the guilt tripping lead me to feel ashamed of my grief and unauthorised to talk about it. They've taken the trust away from me. It's like I'm not allowed to remember him. I can't even look at pictures of him anymore, I just can't. And it makes me feel so sad. You would expect compassion and all you get is criticism. While I'm crying about losing my last pillar, all people hear is "there's no experimented adult left to protect her" and that is terrifying. I'm scared of almost everyone and not sure anymore who is safe to talk to. I'm afraid that if I talk about it, people will try to take advantage of my situation. Is because people think I'm an adult and don't need parents anymore? Is the difference of support I got because of patriarchy in the way we view mothers and fathers? Is it because I'm 25 and people's attitude change towards you at that age because they begin to expect specific things from you and call it your "quarter life crisis" to create a diversion about their peer pressuring? Is people's lack of compassion because they think he "provoked" it by smoking most of his life? Is it a combo of all this?

#tw death #tw cancer #not op related #personal #btw if u didn't know i'm bipolar #and currently in a depressive episode

[cottoncandy-jester]

✨lie down darling it's time for a dream✨

3rd gym squad with deaf S/O

This squad needs more love they are all adorable babies maybe I'll do a poly story with them later

This story contains: talks of bullying, wholesomeness, just soft warm stuff with a hint of angst

Akaashi keiji

He makes sure everyone knows that you're deaf if they ever want to talk to you

He is always respectful and makes sure to never scare you by randomly touching you

He knows a little sign language but you two mostly write or text each other

He loves to kiss you on your ears and neck

He actually loves to hear you laugh

You always say you have a weird laugh but he doesnt agree

He likes to hold your hand when you two are out in public

He doesn't really like to baby you though since he knows you are capable of being independent

But please rely on him if you need to

If you ever get stressed or anything he is the type to pull you away from the situation and comfort you

You and keiji were on a date getting crepes, you got banana and he got strawberry but you would often take bites out of each others, keiji leaned forward taking a bite of your crepe and getting whip cream on his nose which made you laugh

Your loud laugh made him smile but he glanced around seeing people stare at you, he hoped you didnt notice but dadly you did and quickly covered your mouth with your hand now overthinking and tears started to brim in your eyes but you jumped when you felt a soft hand on yours.

You looked up and saw keiji texting on his phone so you pulled out yours to see what exactly he wanted to say.

"let's take our crepes to go and take a walk? I love you."

You looked up only to see the male softly smiling at you before you gave a happy nod. You two decided to walk around the park hands held tightly as Akaashi talked to you about volleyball making sure to talk slow enough for you to read his lips.

Bokuto koutaro

He had no idea when you two first went out

He is always showing you off like a trophy though

"MY BABY IS THE CUTEST THING EVER! LOOK AT THEM!"

Even though you cant hear him he is still super loud around you

He sometimes forgets you are deaf so when you stare blankly after he just ranted for ten minutes awaiting your response he realizes that he spoke way too fast for you

You somehow taught him sign language but you two also created your own special symbols that only you two know

If you use the symbol during a game he is going to be super pumped

the others drag you to him if he is in emo mode

He likes your voice

He knows talking is hard but he just wants to hear you say his name

With a lot of speech therapy you fulfilled his wish and he knew right there that he wanted to marry you

It was an off day for him, he wasn't playing as well as he nirnally was and that was cause you were late to his match. Every second he got he would searched the crowd for you and miss the ball.

The team lost the first set and something needed to change before they lost the game, as bokuto sat on the bench drinking water he couldnt help but think of you.

Luckily akaashi had your number and just before bokuto was about to get back to the game he heard the doors swing open and his name called

"KOUTARO!"

His eyes landed on you who was rushing to him while panting, his entire body froze as he watched you and his ears were ringing as tears rolled down his now red face. He thought he was dreaming but you did it again when you nearly tacked him in a hug

"koutaro! M' sorry!"

Bokuto shakily wrapped his arms around you tightly now peppering kisses all over your head and face when you looked at him.

"you- you said my name! Ah! You're here! Did you run here you look so tired! Did you come to see me win? Haha I can't lose now can I?"

Bokuto was so excited and rambling so you simply yanked him down to your level before selling your lips against his.

That definitely perked him up and before you knew it the male was energized and ready to win the game.

His lucky charm was hear after all

Kuroo testuro

He is pretty goofy with you

He loves physical touches to let you know he loves you

Honestly he is the type to pull your cheeks and watch you whine about it

He likes to playfully tease you by calling you his little mouse

He is also a fan of ear kisses

Always kisses your ears or licking your ear lobes

If you aren't paying attention to him or zoned out that's how he gets your attention

He makes sure you are taken care of though

If anyone was to bully you he would definitely get pissed

He likes dates at home where you two just watch tv

Always makes sure subtitles are on no matter what

Knows a little bit of sign language just small stuff

You two mostly use your ability to read lips

He likes when you watch him practice and tends to work extra hard

Please say his name

He doesn't care what you sound like he just wants you to say his name or laugh with him

Your laugh makes him grin so much

He likes your cute little whines and whimpers the most

He is a teasing demon

"what's wrong little mouse? You look so red and flushed"

Kuroo made sure to talk slow so you can clearly read each and every word, you sat in his lap facing him while he waited for the others to come into the gym for practice.

He normally isn't one to show up early but he wanted alone time with you, with a shaky breath a small whimper escaped you as the male leaned forward trailing his tongue along your ear now running his fingers along your waist under your shirt.

"you can't hear me, but I love you so much"

His breath on your ears gave you shivers before you slowly trailed your hands along his chest under his shirt. He was going to kiss you but the sounds of the gym doors sliding open startled him and he pulled back now simply pressing you close to his chest.

You glanced and saw yaku and lev walk in which made you jump lightly and gripped kuroo's jacket lightly before looking up at him as he simply kissed your head.

"yeah I know, we can play later for now me a good mouse and watch your kitty cat practice" as he lifted you off his lap and onto the bench he couldn't help but feel annoyance as more members walked into the gym..damn it those cockblockers.

Tsukishima kei

He pretends he's not over protective but he is

No one is allowed to get a foot close to you unless they want to get the death glare

You are to hold his hand wherever you two go

He made a playlist for you and made sure all the songs had a loud bass so you can feel the vibrations against your ears

He loves listening to music with you and usually uses a speaker so you can touch it and feel it

He does pick on you but only he can do that

If he needs something and you aren't looking at him he will touch your hand or reach to touch your face

"oi, look at me more idiot. How are you supposed to know what I'm saying if you don't?"

He likes to make you wear his jacket all the time so everyone knows who you belong to

Any bullies you get will be dealt with

He loves to kiss all over your face when you two are alone

Mostly cause it makes you laugh

Will use sign language with you if he wants to say something embarrassingly sweet infront of people

Your body in his jacket made his heart swell, you decided to join him during practice and watch him, this only made him more determined to impress you though he wouldn't admit that fact. He was pretty busy with practice that he didn't quite notice strangers walking into the gym.

They were probably going to watch the game as well, so when tsukishima did see them walk in he didn't pay it much mind. Before he knew it they were sitting next to you, one on either side of you.

"so, you watching a friend play?"

"maybe a boyfriend?"

Of course you didn't hear them and they just thought you were being rude so one of them roughly tapped your shoulder earning your attention.

You tried to watch his lips move but he was talking to fast, when you started to use sign language that's when it all went to hell.

"oi! You deaf or something?! So you can't hear anything I said! That's rude as hell! Shouldn't you be wearing a special sign that says so?!"

The two started to bother you now pushing you around and it didn't take lone til one of them pushed you off the bench and started to make you cry.

Your panicked sobs echoed in tsukishima's ears before he walked over like an angry bull, all he could see was red and he wasn't afraid to get into a fight.

"hey! The hell do you think your doing?! Leave them the hell alone!"

Tsukishima's tall height scared the bullies away and the blonde quickly scooped you into his arms now looking at your face, he noticed a bruise from when you were shoved.

"damn it, those assholes. Hey look at me! You okay?"

You gave a small nod before tsukishima simply carried you into his arms feeling you wrap your legs around him.

"I'm leaving practice."

With that he walked to the locker room to get changed and get his things with you never leaving his side.

He made sure to be more aware of you and those around you, you were so fragile and small and he didn't want to see you get hurt.

Hinata shoyo

He is willing to fight for you

Like a tiny bodyguard

Loves to hear you talk even if you don't like it

Is willing to learn sign for you

But he is dumb so he mixes up signs

He would rather just talk slowly or write

Gets all serious when someone picks on you

He loves to mouth out super cute things

Kisses all over for days

Please come watch him play

Will try and ask daichi for a time out if you show up late to his match

He needs to kiss you!

S I M P

He doesn't have money but he will give you anything you want

Hinata laughs as you straddled him now tickling his sides, it was supposed to be a netflix date but it quickly turned into a tickling match. Hinata was quickly losing this battle but was having fun anyways, he suddenly flipped you over and pinned your hands above your head not realizing how suggestive this looks

"ah...hah..not funny, my stomach hurts now"

As he looked down at you he found himself staring into your eyes a blush forming on his cheeks. You always looked so cute to him, a cute angel that made his insides tingle.

"you're, so cute."

He couldn't help but laugh at your red face and he released your hands only for you to sit up and hold his face in your hands

"shoyo..cute..too"

Those three words made him jolt and before you know it he buried his face in your neck squealing and holding you close. You can feel his pounding heartbeat against your own and simply smiled

Lev haiba

Okay so for the first month of your relationship he just thought you were a mute

Poor fool thought everytime you didn't respond in some way meant you were mad at him

After crying to yaku who explained that you were deaf he ended up apologizing to you

He still forgets that you are deaf a lot

He likes it when you cling to his clothes when you both are in a crowd

He tries not to talk too fast but sometimes you have to tug him by his shirt to tell him to slow down

Can't sign to save his life

He often used really dramatic gestures to get you to understand at times

He doesn't mean to offend he's just nervous and doesn't know what to say

He loves you to death

Also a S I M P

You want a snack? Write it down he got you

Want his jacket? Oh he's taking it off as we speak

Need him to carry you? Of course he will!

He doesn't like fighting so with bullies he just presents his height and they normally back off

He is a jealous boy though cause kenma and you sign all the time

Lev watched with a pout as kenma moved his hands fluently signing to you, lev couldn't get the grasp of it but kenma learned fast. This bugged lev since his worst thought was that kenma would steal you away from him!

"it's no fair! He has better hair than me!"

His complaining was cut short by yaku who kicked the Russian in the leg, this made lev fall and he let out a pained groan

"yakuuuuu I can't practice right now my partner is being stolen by kenma!"

"idiot! They are obviously hanging around him cause it's easier to talk to kenma than it is you"

This made lev look to you and he soon came up with an idea. He rushed over to you and kenma before softly grabbing your hand.

This made you jump and you looked over in confusion before smiling softly at his joyful expression.

"I know I tend to talk too fast sometimes, but please don't replace me with kenma! I love you so so much!"

He talked slowly making sure you get every single word and he was shocked to hear your laughter, he glanced over at kenma who now walked away not wanting to ruin whatever moment was happening.

"why you laughing?"

You took out a notepad and a pen before starting to write before handing it to him

As he read what you said his heart started to swell.

"silly! I'm not replacing you with kenma! I love you! More than anything!"

He couldn't help but hug you tightly kissing your face over and over again.

"I love you too! You love me too even if I can't sign! Or even if I mess up? Ahhh! I love you so much! Marry me [y/n]!"

You weren't quite sure what he was saying but you knew he was happy and that made you happy.

#haikyuu imagines #kuroo testuro #bokuto koutaro #akaashi keiji #hinata shoyo #lev haiba #haikyuu headcanons #tsukishima kei

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21. Closer than Kin

Leah

Pulling up outside of the Ellis home, I looked over at PJ as he adjusted his hoodie and shook my head. “What are you doing, PJ? I told you not to come.” “I gotta see what's going on with my family." "They don't even know you're not dead!" "You gotta point. Shit, they'll be okay." He shrugged hopping out as I hastily followed him to the door. Walking in, we heard a bunch of commotion coming from the living room and chased the sound. “And you have no idea who’d wanna hurt you, Tyler?” Anthony, Sr. questioned staring at his son. “Not at all, Pop.” “I think I may know who.” PJ perked standing in the entrance of the house as everyone stared at us in shock.

“Erika!” Mr. Ellis exclaimed as she slumped passing out. Cooling her down, she quickly recovered staring back over at us in disbelief as Peyton slowly approached. "PJ?" "It's me, Ma." He smiled as they all three shared in a tearful hug. Leaning up, she squeezed him close one more time before leaning back and slapping him full on across the cheek. "Damn, Ma!" "DON’T YOU EVER IN YOUR FUCKING LIFE SCARE ME LIKE THAT EVER AGAIN!!! Do you know how much hurt I went through having to bury you and you sitting here in my goddamn face like this shit sweet?!?! Boy, I will fucking end you!!!!" She ranted and raved continuing to smack and pop him all over as he whined in pain. "Owwww, Ma! I'm sorry!" "Don't! You! Neva! Eva! Do! That! Again! You hear me? Neva! A! Gain!" She nagged as Peyton, Sr. watched smirking at their comical reunion. Nodding quickly, he scooped her in the air in yet another tight hug.

"Ok, Mama Ellis. I think he's had enough." I smiled breaking up the lecture. "Can we get back to more important matters here? Jackie's baby is missing. Now when did all this happen?" PJ chastised pointing between Jackie and Tyler as he got into protective mode. "When you 'died'. Now quit fucking playing around and tell me who has my damn baby?" Jackie sneered crying as Tyler held her back. "Quentin." "What? That nigga wouldn't dare try us like that!" "Oh, you really thought he was gonna be cool after losing her to you? He been running game on y'all. He also was apart of cousin Andre's team." "What?! How do you know all this?" "While I was ‘dead’, I did some research of my own. Andre not only had Kolita's bitch ass ex working for him, but Jackie's man Q was also apart. And get this... Lover boy was getting all his intel from his girlfriend. Your little sweetheart, Kaila.” Watching Tyler fume in his spot, he shot up off the couch snatching away from Jackie as he grabbed his Glock and ran out of the house. “You guys stop him! I can’t lose him too!!!” She cried as I sat and comforted her.

Kaila

“Aye, where you want me to put this?” I questioned looking down at the pink clothes as their little girl sat in the corner whimpering and crying. "I don't care, just shut that little bitch up." Quentin sneered as he cleaned his gun. Sighing, I walked over to her as she got scared before picking her up. "Hey, it's ok. You want something to eat?" "Mama." She sniffled wiping her eyes as we walked into the dingy, molded kitchen of the safe house. "It's ok, sweetie. Mama's just going on a little vacation, ok?" I said watching her nod as I passed her a popsicle from the freezer.

You think I want to be involved in this bullshit??? HELL NO!!! I just want this all to be over with so I can get back home to my child. After my last encounter with Anthony's crazy ass, I decided to move. Pick up and start fresh far away from him, you know? Nope. I ended up meeting Quentin on Tinder and everything was good at first until I saw he was dating Jackie as well. I tried leaving him and that's when the abuse started. Every time I threatened to leave or report him, I was hit with death threats, abuse, and plenty of gas lighting. One day I decided I'd had enough and I left him for good or so I thought. I found out I was pregnant with our son shortly after and I decided to try letting him be a dad, but that has quickly turned into more bullshit. That's when he came to me with this scheme about kidnapping and all this other bullshit. Sad thing is, I can't just up and leave again because he's now threatening to take my baby, Micah... But this shit has gone too far.

Jackie

Looking over pictures of my Jeneva, I cried more and more thinking about the dangers she could be facing. "It's gonna be ok, baby, I promise." Mama Tati cooed holding me as Tyler had went out with the second search party. "I just don't know how I could have let this happen, Mama." "Hey, don't say that. There was no way of knowing this could possibly happen, Jackie. We are just going to pray that God makes a way to return her home safe and sound, ok?" Nodding, I hugged her and cried some more before hearing my phone dinging. Looking down at the notification, I swallowed hard before getting up and heading out of the house.

Pulling up to address provided in the message, I got out of my car and shivered in the winter chill watching my surroundings. Seeing a white car roll up, I tensed up clenching my gun as I watched her get out of the car. “You have the fucking nerve of the world right now.” “Look, I know how it seems, Jackie.” “YOU KNOW HOW IT SEEMS?!?! You helped take my child! MY BABY!!!!” “He’s threatening to kill me and take my son, Jackie! What else can I do?!” Kaila screamed on the brink of tears as I finally saw a tinge of sincerity and despair in all the years I’ve known her. “What are you talking about?” “Quentin has been abusing me for the past two years. I’ve been trying to get out of his reach for a long time but he’s been threatening mine and our son’s life so until I can come up with the resources to take him out, I’m stuck following his order.” “I don’t fucking believe you. And even if I did, what does that have to do with me?” “He doesn’t fucking want me, Jackie. He loves you. They all love you.” She sighed in anguish as she cried. “When I found out that Quentin was messing with you, I felt so… so low. Like once again, I’m resorted to being the second option to Jackie fucking Wills, so I tried to leave and he decides to start hitting and beating me. When you two broke up, the beatings got worse because he felt like you were the prize and I was the trash. It slowed down when I got pregnant with our son, but now that he’s here his beatings have now come with threats. Threats to take our son away from me and kill me if I try to stop him. Since he can’t have you, he’s not gonna stop until all is right in his head.”

Listening to her tearful speech, I spotted genuineness in her tone, but she still couldn’t be trusted. Raising my gun, I cocked it as she shook her head in exhaustion. “This is a trick. You don’t have sympathy for anyone, Kaila, you never have. I should shoot you where you stand for the way you’ve treated me.” “Jackie, she’s in the backseat.” She rushed out with her hands in the air. “Prove it.” I spat with venom. Backing up slowly, she hesitantly opened the back door and fidgeted with one hand before I saw her grab Jeneva and place her down on her feet. Crying in joy, I watched her waddle over to me and I quickly scooped her up still watching Kaila. “Oh my baby. I missed you so much.” “Mama, nice titi.” She cooed leaning on my shoulder and pointing at Kaila. “Why are you being nice all of a sudden.” “Because I know he’s gonna eventually kill me and I have no more fight left.” “What about your son?” “I have no choice, Jackie. He’s going to take Micah and I can’t stop him.” “You won’t have to…”

Tyler

Riding in the car with Kaiden, PJ, Pops, and Mr. Kassius, we pulled up to ole boy’s house and hopped out surrounding different parts of the house before sneaking in. Checking my areas and also keeping an eye out for my baby girl, I silently cocked my silencer in preparation for any back up before I heard his maniacal laughter. “Give it up, mothafucker. You ain’t never getting your baby back.” Turning the corner, I met face to face with his deranged glare as he smiled on evilly. “Where is she?” “Where is she? God you sound so fucking weak. I don’t know what Jackie sees in your wired ass.” “I could say the same for you. Look at you trotting around here like you big shit. You a clown, Quentin.” “I’m the same clown that was dropping your girl last year too.” He smirked as I clenched my jaw.

“What?” “Oh you ain’t know, playboy? Did you ever think to ask Jackie about what happened that night in the dungeon?” “The fuck are you talking about?” “Oh the big bad wolf is quiet all of a sudden??? You quiet, but Jackie was loud as fuck that night. It felt so good hearing her cries and screams as I did what I did. She didn’t even know it was me.” Closing my eyes for a second, I glared back at him as he chuckled on before raising my gun. “Go ahead, nigga. We already got your bitch ass daughter so if you kill me that’s on yo ass.” Feeling my phone vibrate I looked down and saw the one message I been waiting on.

Wifey💋👅: Baby girl, safe and sound. Green light

“You win.” “What?” “You win, Quentin. I clearly don’t know what the fuck I’m doing and if I don’t bring this baby home, Jackie isn’t going to stay around. So you win.” “I don’t believe yo ass. You would never fucking give up that easy.” He said doubtfully as he stared trying to see if I was genuine. “I’m tired of fighting yo ass, Quentin. I’m done. You fucking win.” I said placing my gun on the ground.” “What you must take me for some kinda fool?!” “Not at all…” “But I do.” PJ said before emptying the clip of his silencer through Quentin. Watching him slump down to the ground, I picked up my gun and checked his dying pulse before popping off two in his head. “You win.”

Pulling back up to the crib, we got out the car and headed up the driveway as the front door opened and Jeneva came sprinting out to me. “Dada!” “Ohhhh, my baby girl!” I cried holding her tight as Jackie walked out in tears joining the hug. “My babies. I never wanna lose you guys ever again.” “Me either, Ty.” Kissing her forehead, I slowly and silently lowered down to one knee as all our family stood in joy and excitement. “Oh my god!” “I’ve been holding this moment in for a long time and I think now more than ever is the perfect time to show you how much I truly love, appreciate, and care for you. I don’t ever wanna part from you. You’re my best friend, my family, so I think it’s about time I made it official. Jacqueline Amelia Monique Wills, will you marry me?” Full on sobbing, she finally noticed everyone recording and smiling before hugging Jenny closer and nodding rapidly. “Yes!”

#episodes ff #fanfiction #Sofia Tesfu #Wintrr Blanco #Saiyr Cerai #Damiun Moore #Crowned #Trilogy

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Family Reunion

Tagging: Alex & Scott Summers Location: The Xavier Institute Time Frame: June 19, 2018 General Notes: Not long after Alex’s arrival, he and Scott meet face to face for the first time in years.

Ever since Alex had first stepped foot into the Xavier Institute he’d been waiting to wake up. That somehow all of this was just his mind tricking him and that at any moment he’d wake up in his old apartment, hiding from the world, wondering why his mind decided to act like his brother had managed to find him. But at the same time, no dream would ever have made all of it as awkward as it was. Sure, he had decided to try and find Scott, but Alex hadn’t anticipated that he would. Especially not after he lost his job, and dropped out of school, and just tried in general to avoid people at all costs since he didn’t even know what he was capable of. And now, Alex had no idea how to talk to him. Had no idea what he was even supposed to say that it was easier to avoid him. That was until in his search to try and find somewhere in the mansion that didn’t seem to be full of people that he accidentally walked into the one room with the one man that he was trying to avoid over everyone else. “Um….hey,” Alex started as soon as he realized that there was probably no getting out of it at this point. Unless Scott didn’t want to talk to him either.

Scott was finishing grading summer school quizzes when it came in. All of the professors had been emailed of an incoming student as well as information on a potential student the Professor had been keeping his eye on through Cerebro. Usually Scott didn't pay them any mind until he knew they were going to recruit or they were certainly being enrolled. In this case, he was through the portion of the email that focused on the new student and that was when his heart stopped. The last name ‘Summers’ immediately jumped out at him and his eyes immediately fixed on the first name. Alex is alive!? he thought to himself, his heart now racing. He read on with the given information but it wasn't a great deal to go off of, which didn't surprise Scott when he couldn't find his brothers over the years. Several thoughts were sprinting through his mind but all of them came to a halt when he looked from the monitor screen to the blond young man who hesitantly greeted him. It was more than just recognizing Alex from behind his ruby-tinted vision; he felt it and knew that that was his brother. Finding his voice, Scott spoke back, “....Alex… Hi.” Struggling to figure out what to say, he looked about as though the answer was somewhere in his classroom before saying, “C-come in. I… how are you?”

“You mean other than having super destructive powers, being cyber-stalked by some crazy mutant tracking supercomputer, and flying across the country? I'm great,” Alex sarcastically replied with a shrug, not really sure what else there was to say as he looked his brother over. It was strange, seeing how much had changed and how little. He was taller than Scott now, though not by much, and his brother looked older than Alex had remembered. But all in all he looked pretty much the same, which didn’t bring the kind of relief the younger man thought that it would. Instead it just made things stranger, especially since he didn’t even know how much Scott knew about him. “How are you?” he finally asked back after a long pause, not really sure what else he could say.

Initially, Scott stayed behind his desk but he eventually registered out of teacher mode and stood, coming around to lean against the front of his desk. Everything still felt surreal but hearing Alex’s sarcastic comment brought him back to just before the accident, if only for a fleeting moment. It almost made Scott smirk but his mind was still trying to accept that after all the years of searching and thinking the worst, Alex was alive and he was here. Instead, he nodded and replied, “Yeah from what I'm told, Cerebro is...something else. But you're in a good place for learning about your powers and how to harness them.” He folded his arms across his chest to give himself something to do. “I'm… good, considering the circumstances. This is all so...shocking. And I just found out a few minutes ago that you were here.”

”Yeah, I know. I got that whole speech when they tracked me down,” Alex shrugged, crossing his arms in front of himself as he leaned against the door, “Though I think I'd rather just figure out how to just turn them off so that my life can go back to normal, instead of controlling and doing the whole superhero thing that you've got going on,” he continued, before scrunching his face in confusion. “Really? I would have thought that they'd have told you I was here.”

Scott raised a brow at his brother. “You really think you’re life’s gonna be normal now, Alex? You don’t have to become an X-Men, but you’ll be setting yourself up for a disappointing future if you think you’re going to go back to whatever semblance of normalcy you once had after you learn about your abilities. Control or not, it isn’t easy for people like us to go unnoticed, especially for people who are actively intolerant of us.” He hadn’t necessarily meant to start on a preachy rant but even with the years apart and thinking both his brothers gone, Scott couldn’t help responding protectively, thinking about some of the adversaries he had faced, as well as the ones he hadn’t but knew were out there. His head lowered just slightly; although his eyes were shielded, the skin between his brows creased. “No, I... I just found out. Maybe the Professor was planning to talk to me before you and I would see each other--I don’t know…” His voice trailed off while he debated internally and then looked back up to Alex and decided he needed to ask, “What happened?” Scott was still trying to figure out why they ended up separated for so long. Why couldn’t he have found his brother when he was looking himself? Why hadn’t this reunion happened sooner?

Alex’s jaw tensed up at Scott’s words because the last thing that he wanted to hear was that his main reason for going to this school was “setting him up for disappointment.” It felt too much like too many of his foster parents, who decided what was best for him without even trying to get to know him. And the fact that his brother was doing the same thing rubbed him the wrong way. He tensed up, but his temper had already bubbled up to the point that he wasn’t even sure there was any point in trying to control it. “Fuck. That.” Alex exclaimed through gritted teeth, “I know that you can’t tell because you’re stuck wearing that stupid visor all the time, but I actually look normal. So as soon as I figure out what I do and how to stop doing it, it’s not like anyone’s going to even come looking for me when everyone here’s made themselves a target. Complete with a giant X to mark the spot!” He was yelling, but Alex didn’t really care about that, considering that most of the time he was already angry about almost everything. And he didn’t want to hear any of this from the brother he’d spent years hoping to find. He tried to calm down as he listened to Scott try to explain himself, but he had a hard time believing that Scott didn’t know. It had never seemed to him that schools were lacking that much in communication. “What after the crash? I was in the ocean for about a day, picked up by the coast guard, brought to California, and then bounced around 13 different foster houses. Thought for a year you’d actually try to find me, only to realize that you were never coming. Finished high school a semester early because one of my foster moms didn’t believe in summer vacation, and now I’m a college dropout who can’t keep a job because I’m a mutant freak. And that’s all you missed in my life.”

Taken aback by Alex’s outburst, Scott flinched but recovered, narrowing his eyes behind his visor. “It doesn’t blind me, Alex. I can see what you look like,” he interjected at his brother’s smarmy remark and considered adding one of his own about Alex getting a haircut, but he ultimately decided against it. Rather, his own tone hardened, “And you don’t get it. It doesn’t matter if you pass for an ordinary human, people are out there tracking us down, finding ways without having to rely on your appearance and use you or kill you. But if you’d rather figure that out the hard way someday, I can’t stop you.” That, of course, wouldn’t stop Scott from trying; he just got his brother back and wasn’t going to willingly put himself in harm’s way. Closing his fingers into fists, Scott went on to say, “Think what you want about the school, but you’re better off here than most places.” He listened on though as Alex shared what he had been through in their time apart but at the not-so-subtle accusation, Scott narrowed his eyes with his body going rigid. “Alex, I’m sorry about what you’ve gone through but I looked for you. For a long time, I looked for you and I couldn’t find you--I thought you were dead!” The last were was punctuated and raised, bouncing off of the walls a moment. “Believe me or don’t believe me, but that’s the truth.”

“”Well how was I supposed to know that, I don’t have lasers coming out of my eyes,” Alex shrugged, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he stared at the floor, “But you know, I’m really good at figuring things out the hard way. I kind of prefer it that way because at least then I know what to expect. And you know, it’s only a matter of time before I get kicked out of here anyway, that’s always how things go for me,” Alex scoffed, before looking up at his brother’s words. He wasn’t entirely sure that he believed him, especially when it his experience it went against absolutely everything that he had been led to believe over the years. “Yeah, well I wasn’t! So how did you not find me, it couldn’t have been that hard to look through foster records! Or hospital records! Or the time that I almost got arrested because I’m sure that’s documented somewhere. Or did you just look back in Hawaii and the crash site and call it good? Because I don’t fucking believe that you couldn’t find me because you could have if you really wanted to.”

“Because I’ve had this mutation since before the accident,” Scott pointed out, masking his disbelief that Alex hadn’t recalled. He knew their age gap was wide but just having learned that at least one of his brothers was still alive, Scott figured he would be learning about him, more than the other way around. The reverse hadn’t crossed Scott’s mind until Alex talked about how things always went for himself. He almost started to grimace but the outburst from his brother and the blatant doubt hit him like a slap to the face. “Alex, I looked! You have no idea how much or how hard--what it was like thinking you were dead this whole time!” he snarled. “I looked through all kinds of records in Hawai’i after I got out of the hospital. If the places I checked with couldn’t find anything on you, then they weren’t telling me anything because I wasn’t your legal parent or guardian. They didn’t care that our parents were gone or that I was your brother! I asked for the Professor’s help and he did what he could too. I’m sorry it wasn’t enough for you but I tried!” From behind his ruby visor, Scott was glaring; his fingers were curled into tight fists to hide the shaking his hands would have otherwise been doing. For all the passing years, he truly had no idea what more he could have done for them to have been reunited sooner. He had a few papers, somewhere, that would back up his words, but right now it didn’t seem to matter. And following a lengthy period of denial, there had been a time when Scott had concluded that Alex was gone, like the rest of their family. Rather than relishing in relief and some level of joy that that wasn’t the case, he was standing in growing hurt and anger over his brother’s words--his own anger. Clenching his teeth together, Scott dropped his chin just slightly and turned his head, using all of his energy and focus to keep himself composed despite wanting to yell more, to kick some classroom chairs around or release some optic beams on a few innocent trees on the grounds.

“You’re right, I have no idea how hard it was for you,” Alex snapped, feeling any resemblance of being able to control his temper completely slip away, “ Because while you were apparently looking for me and staying in this cushy mansion, I was living with a whole bunch of families who didn’t give a shit about me because they were getting a government check. I was getting passed around from house to house with only a trash bag to carry the few things that I could actually say were mine. And I forgot what Mom and Dad and Gabe even looked like because I had absolutely nothing to remember them by. So I just can’t pretend like all of that didn’t happen, and that I only got to have a normal life for three months before all of this superpower shit started. So why don’t you just go back to pretending that I’m dead, I’ll get myself kicked out once I figure out how to get my powers under control and you can just forget all about me. It’ll be easier for both of us,” he mumbled, shoving his hands in his pockets and quickly walking out of the room, not really caring of Scott had anything else to say.

Scott listened to his brother but hadn’t looked his way until he suggested Scott go back to thinking Alex was dead. That made his head snap up. Never, since his mutation manifested, had he wished so badly that he was able to suspend his mutation so Alex could see him looking him in his eyes. He watched Alex go. There was more he could have said and more he wanted to say, but the room had become a powder keg with the two of them in it and while Scott was having a hard time biting his tongue, he knew nothing good would come out of him insisting they keep talking now. Some time Alex was out of the room, the elder Summers brother turned sharply and gave his desk a hard kick, letting an angry grunt go almost simultaneously. He had no idea how things would go between them being under the same roof again, with everything being so different over the years, but the one thing Scott knew was that he didn’t want to see Alex go, or get himself kicked out of the school. Somehow, they would figure this out. He just didn’t know when or by what means.

#para: Family Reunion #SSummers #Havok