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seeyabythemarina · 1 year

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Servamp Post-cannon AU: Lust and Mel

After the servamp war team melancholy avoided the other servamps and their subclasses not wanting to cause trouble not that their servamp didn't/coulde fight anymore and lost his name. Thing we still a bit tense so staying away was best.

One day when mel(ancholy) open the door he was greeted with the sofly smiling face of snow lily his 7th oldest brother. With shock on his face mel just stared it wasn't till snow lily said,

"Do you mind if we talked", still with a gentle smile

The only thing going through mel head was that snow lily was here to kill his subclasses. Get back at him for killing his. That couldn't happen he already lost his name, his purpose, and sensai he could lost more of his subclasses. He had to keep them safe

His uneasy must of shown on his face becuase snow lily said, "we dont have to talk here we can go somewhere else. Im all alone, you don't need to worry im not here to harm any of your family" still smiling.

Mel still tense notice that he didn't sense anyone else not even lilies eve. It might be easier to here what lily has to say. He agreed on the condition we dont leave far from the hotel. Lily agreed and they both went to a small Cafe. They both order and got ready to talk.

"What did you want to talk about. There no reason for us to talk. You guys won you can live you lives in peace. I doubt I could do anything to you know that sensai gone", Mel said

"First I would like to ask what you wanted to be called", Lilly said.

What mel wanted to be called. He thought about it. He hated his remaining name so what.

"Melancholy", he finally said

"Do you mind if i call you mel for short" lily said with a teasing smile.

"I don't care", mel said

"Well then mel first I was wondering if you minded I tell you a story first", Lilly said calm

"A story", Mel liked stories and if it would go into why lily wanted to talk he would listen,"fine but it better be interesting"

"OH I assure you you will find this interesting. Once upon a time two twins, one boy one girl, were born to parents who only abuse them and called them freaks becuase they had heterochromia. One day the twin decided to run away, but the parent chase them. One was caught, the boy but told the girl to keep running which she did and disappeared. The parent then decided to beat the boy to death. Luckily for the boy someone came and killed the parent and saved the boy from death. The boy told his savior about his sister and he tried to find them, but couldn't. They both have. Up and assumed the sister had died."

When the story was over mel couldn't help but think that it was familiar. That he had heard it from somewhere.

"That was an interesting story but it doesn't explain what you want to talk to me about" Mel said softly

Laughing softly lilly said, "not I suppose it doesn't explain my intentions. I hope this does. You see mel that story is true. I am the savior and the boy is now one of my subclasses"

That was a development mel thought but still didn't what that had to do with him.

Seeing his confusion lily said, "let me explain somemore. You see it all started when sakuya came over with misono to hang out"

"You let Sakura come to you home", mel said surprise

"Of course he's mahiru friend and he did help us stop you and stop the death of lots of people. he was looking at one of the subclass children, chibi, because he looked like a younger male version of one other your subclass because the red eyes were different shades" lily finished looking at Mel

The made the bell in Mel head sing. he remember finding a girl grown to the age of fifteen skin and bones and dirty. When I found her the first thing she did was cover her eyes. I asked why she did that and she said it's because her eyes were ugly. I pull her hand away from her eye and said that I thought they were pretty. She was close to death and starving so I turn her into a subclass. The main thing was that she

"I have a subclass with a similar background to that. Her name is Arupa ", Mel said softly, "She had to leave her brother behind because of her abusive heterochromia hating parents. Her red eyes are different shades." Mel said dealing it could be a coincidence.

"Hmm", Lust said softly, "That what I thought it's also why I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to know if you were willing to allow them to meet each other again."

"Really", Mel said surprise

"Of course. They've must of really missed each other. If Arupa wanted to visit I assumed they need your consent.", lily said

"They wouldn't need my permission. I didn't give sakuya permission to hang around you manor, and I'm not going to forbid it if he want to go and he's safe their", Mel said

"Understandable but with things tense because your subclass and the other's I thought I should run this through you." Lilly said.

"Anything thing why are you so open to that. Some of my subclass killed yours under my orders why would you agree to anymore hanging around your kids", Mel said

"The main thing their is that it was under your orders. Not because they had ill will toward my subclasses. Also they haven't been causing problems I don't see we can't try to be civil", lily said

"Uh fine. Arupa would like to see here brother again anyway, but why would you trust that I would order any more attacks", Mel said

"Well sakuya spill how you were doing few times. Not going out much or not really talking to your subclasses often. Are you ok", Lilly said worried

Worried, Mel thought confused, "Why would you care like I said before you guy won the war. You can live in peace with a troublemaking eyesore like me around." Mel said

That actually cause Lilly to frown, "Mel while you are a trouble maker I disagree with you being an eyesore. The others and I wanted to talk with you, but wanted to give you some space first. We don't hate you for what you did. You're our brother even if it took us a while to learn and accept that. It's another reason I came here."

Mel just stay silent at that which Lilly expected. Just leaving money on the table. Lily got up and said, "This was on me. If you want to come talk someday, you know where to find me. If Arupa wants to see her brother tell her she free to come by. Goodbye well."

When Lily left Mel went home. The first thing he did was find sakuya and tell him about the accounted with lily, clarifies he wasn't mad, and if he is sure Chibi is Arupa brother. Sakuya bet his fox pushing on it. Going to Arupa Mel tell that's she can go see him if she wants. Just be careful to not cause trouble.

Sakuya and Arupa then went the next day and came back happy that brother and sister had reunited. Tsubaki spent the day thinking about what lily said and if he should try to connect with his siblings. Lily was willing to accept one of his subclass hanging around. Maybe he should try to.

He then went up to the Alicein manor. Knocking on the door and waiting for someone Mel started to lose his nerve, but it was too late and Lily had open to door. Lilies eyes were surprised, but turn to a small smile when Mel said, "Hello brother lust. Can we talk."

A/N: Arupa can from the japanese word Arupaingōrudo meaning redray alpinegold or Hulsea heterochroma.

#servamp of melancholy #servamp #servamp snow lily #servamp sakuya #post canon #servamp tsubaki #Servamp ocs

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joytraveler · 1 year

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Syrupentine: Bea I know you've had enough feels for the day but... DO YOU SEE WHAT'S AT THE BOTTOM

"Nope. Nope. Not doing it. Nope. Nope." She looks.

Baconnaise: she's gonna- yep Bee52: DON'T DO IT HNV: <palpatine voice> DEWWIT TaichouSenseiKun: play more plant of pickel ButterflyDefect: Bea did you hear about undertale Lolrandom1: does anyone have nudes of bea

"Yeah but you ain't gonna like em, it's all kinds of gross down there you don't even wanna know"

"Sorry but he asked for it" She goes back to the game... What doth it say?

48. Box Baby 2

Like Box Baby 1, the game has no title screen. The astronaut and the box are still in their same places. The gameplay is again limited to answering yes or no questions.

[YOU'RE BACK.] [THAT'S GOOD.] [...]

"Hello, horrible cube thing." She groans. She really doesn't like these ones but might as well get it over with. "Seen these astronauts before too, I think that's what they are. Or chibi Moltars from Space Ghost."

[I KNOW YOU DON'T WANT TO LET ME OUT.] [I UNDERSTAND WHY NOW...] [AFTER WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME.] [...]

"Last time? The million game overs?" She searches for the Y/N command, prepared to deny the box!

[I WANT TO COME OUT SO MUCH.] [BUT YOU PROBABLY HAVE A GOOD REASON TO KEEP ME HERE.]

[...] [I HAVE AN IDEA.] [CAN WE PLAY A GAME?] (Y/N)

"Aw, hell. Really? I don't trust you ONE INCH. But I have to play something or it isn't much of a show." She hovers back and forth between options... Before choosing Y. "Y, as in WHY are you so weird and ominous"

[I'M GOING TO ASK YOU TO LET ME OUT AGAIN.] [YOU DON'T HAVE TO ACTUALLY DO IT, THOUGH.] [I JUST WANT YOU TO SAY 'YES'.] [ARE YOU READY?] (Y/N)

ButterflyDefect: <picture of Admiral Ackbar> DueyDecimal: IT'S A-- damn you beat me pigbarrel: no, all you're saying is whether you're ready or not, so it should be okay...

"This is gonna go sidewaaays.." She narrows her eyes at the box, but agrees.

The ellipsis takes a long time to type... The box seems to be deciding whether it trusts her either.

[...] [WILL YOU PLEASE LET ME OUT NOW?] (Y/N)

HNV: oh shit do or die time

"Well let me think it over NO!"

GAME OVER. The image this time is different, though-- the box itself has turned black and collapsed, like a rotting jack o' lantern.

"OHTHATSSOMEBULLSHIT!!!!!"

Baconnaise: Jeez that almost blew out the speakers aroseahorseboy: you can't go changing the rules like that! ButterflyDefect: it DID say it was just pretend though Baconnaise: (not the speakers, you know what I mean) Glockroach: you hurt the box's feelings, you monster

"Oh no, it's dead?! ...Good." Bea's got an evil grin. "Wait, so is it game over for me, or the box? Let's do this again, see if it's really switched up."

She tries to go back to start the game over, if she can? It starts right over-- looks like there's no quitting out of this one, just like last time.

[...] [WILL YOU PLEASE LET ME OUT NOW?] (Y/N)

When Bea answers yes (since there's no other option), there's another long pause, so long that she begins to wonder if the game has frozen. But finally...

[...] [FOR REAL?] (Y/N)

aroseahorseboy: let it out bea it is a fremb HNV: are you saying for REAL-real or pretend-real? Syrupentine: It's gonna be Thing 1 and Thing 2 MaxPower: I'm-a livin' in a box, I'm-a livin' in a cardboard box

"The TENSION! Can even a box like this change its ways?" >YES "Hell maybe it's learned it's lesson, but I doubt it. Anyway the rules are reversed

now!" YOU'RE NOT KIDDING? (Y/N)

YOU'LL REALLY DO IT? (Y/N) aroseahorseboy: omg box is SO EXCITED Glockroach: Just like the other one, this isn't much of a game, is it? I could make a better game than this

"Yeah fine, fine. This still feels like a trick but I'm placing the blame firmly on you guys, you ALL wanted me to play the box game... No you want me to play Super Tuna Adventure 2, blame reverting to me"

[...] [I'M SO HAPPY.] [I'M GOING TO GET TO SEE THE OUTSIDE NOW.] [JUST THINKING ABOUT IT MAKES ME WANT TO CRY, I THINK.] [IF I CRY, IS THAT OKAY?] (Y/N)

"HELL NAW, you gotta be a hardass mean sumbitch like me and punch kittens. Yes dude you can cry, just don't melt your box again huh?"

"Jeez, this poor thing.." She says quietly, briefly slipping out of 'entertainment' mode.

[...] [WILL I GET TO SEE YOU ON THE OUTSIDE?] (Y/N)

ButterflyDefect: I want to see it, what's IN this box???

"Me too! It feels like we're old friends no, in a weird way. Frenemies!"

Baconnaise: Didn't it say it would murder you last time berd_snurglar: but you're playing a game this time! In a game... HNV: this is not a game. This is the work of the devil!

I DON'T KNOW ANYBODY ELSE, YOU SEE. CAN WE BE FRIENDS? (Y/N)

SugahGlyda: no, be frembs

"Box Baby, it's been a rough road but I'm glad you're opening up to me like this" >Y

Glockroach: HES GONNA PULL SOME SHIT I KNOW IT

WILL WE STILL BE FRIENDS IF I MAKE A MISTAKE? (Y/N)

aroseahorseboy: oh god here we go, what kind of mistake? aroseahorseboy: maggots in the eyes kind of mistake? bonsleydale: Maggie is my fav, prfct baby

"We all make mistakes, I can teach you my box child. Or I would if you were real"

WHAT ABOUT IF I DID SOMETHING WRONG ON PURPOSE? (Y/N)

berd_snurglar: okay back in weird and ominous town

"No, that is uncool li'l bab." She hovers over N, before selecting Y. "I get the feeling I'm not going to have much say in the matter.."

...THAT'S NOT OKAY, IS IT.

ButterflyDefect: hey, you're learning! SugahGlyda: good box!

WHAT IF I DID GOOD THINGS FOR YOU? TO SHOW THAT I WAS GRATEFUL? NOT JUST FOR LETTING ME OUT, BUT GRATEFUL TO HAVE A FRIEND? IS THAT WHAT OUTSIDE PEOPLE DO? (Y/N)

"That's right, he CAN be taught! I still hope it's something actually nice and not just something it thinks is nice?"

Glockroach: There's going to be a nice bomb in it

... PEOPLE ON THE OUTSIDE AREN'T ALONE LIKE THIS, THOUGH. THEY HAVE OTHER PEOPLE TO SUPPORT THEM. FAMILIES. WILL I HAVE A FAMILY OUT THERE? (Y/N)

Baconnaise: Yeah a whole warehouse full I'll bet ButterflyDefect: Box, you aren't going to have more boxes, are you?

"I'll be out with a box full of little boxes in a week, given them away to good homes." >Y "Knows quite a bit for being stuck in a box all their life!"

ARE YOU IN MY FAMILY? (Y/N)

ButterflyDefect: UH-oh, Bea

"Bea no likey but Bea agree.. I can't finish this unless I agree, remember. And there's no going back." >Y

berd_snurglar: what if you just walked away and left it like that

... I THINK I KNOW WHO YOU ARE NOW. DO YOU THINK ABOUT WHAT'S BEST FOR ME? (Y/N)

"Yyyyyyeeeah? Bees, help me?" >Y

berd_snurglar: yeah, you say things just to keep it from rotting!

"Right but what am I getting myself into here? Is this going to be like a scary digital pet?"

MaxPower: Bea we're gonna throw you a shower. A box shower Baconnaise: I'd never have guessed, you're hardly showing

"That's not funny. But if I was it'd be all square..."

aroseahorseboy: fan art time!

DO YOU CARE ABOUT MY WELFARE? (Y/N)

Bread_smuggler: welfare, why ya got get political

"Hey, no! Not you, BB, you're cool. Yes I care about your- dangit SpanishRye I was gonna say that, bad bee" >Y

DO YOU EVER MAKE HARD DECISIONS FOR MY SAKE? (Y/N)

aroseahorseboy: well theres a big f-ing yes

"I'm playing your game, ain't I? I swear this had better be worth it.. I want this game machine to dispense some onion rings, if you want to get me something nice, boxy!"

... ARE YOU MY MOTHER? (Y/N)

Bee52: Shit gettin fruedian now aroseahorseboy: box we were literally just talking about this five minutes ago Bread_smuggler: you're looking pretty square in the middle there, Bea

"I'm gonna square you in a minute. Then I'm gonna divide you" Here goes... >Y "

...

I KNEW IT.

Bee52: ???

... [IF I GET INTO TROUBLE, WILL YOU SCOLD ME?] (Y/N)

"Anyway, what was I saying? Oh, YES, box, yes, we can be creepy weird family together, right?"

HNV: Bea, you'd be a great mom! berd_snurglar: especially for an immobile box

[IF I DO THE RIGHT THING, WILL YOU PRAISE ME] (Y/N)

"I couldn't keep a tamagotchi alive, how am I gonna deal with a box devil spawn?!" >Y

[IF I AM SAD... ... WILL YOU HUG ME?] (Y/N)

"Possibly very hard, yes. Crushingly hard"

aroseahorseboy: I'll hug you box!!!12 ButterflyDefect: never mind shirts I want PLUSH box now

[... I WISH THAT WERE TRUE. ... ... THANK YOU FOR PLAYING MY GAME WITH ME. MAYBE I CAN'T COME OUT OF THIS BOX. MAYBE YOU COULDN'T HUG ME EVEN IF I DID.]

SugahGlyda: box is depressed, hug it now!

"Box Baby? You feeling alright? This really is a whole different side of you. I may eat my words but I think it's being.. sincere."

YOU MEANT SOME OF IT, THOUGH. DIDN'T YOU? (Y/N)

"Yeah, I guess I did. A little here and there. You're a good kid, Charlie box"

There's a very long pause in the action, which seems to confuse Bea.

"or a good box charlie kid, as the.. Case may be. hello? game?"

[. . .] [I LOVE YOU.]

Bea just makes a pathetic whimpering noise. "Yeah, that was more feels all right but not what I expected. all right, I'm just going to do a couple of these goofier ones now. That was intense! Even though it was clear what to do it's the kind of game that makes you think a little. Having said that.. I didn't have any choice this time either, just like the first."

aroseahorseboy: but it's got a contagious disease or something and you can't hug it TaichouSenseiKun: pretty big vocabulary for a baby ButterflyDefect: Nothing to do in there but study!

#jtnuggets #syrupentine #baconnaise #bea #berd #aroseahorseboy #taichousenseikun #butterflydefect #bee52 #hnv #pigbarrel #dueydecimal #maxforce #glockroach #bonslydale #sugaglydah #feb 21 #box baby

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darkfire-kai · 2 years

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Excuse me, I know I haven’t posted on here in awhile and I doubt many people will see this, but I am having a bit of a dilemma about creating something and I was hoping for a couple opinions to help me weigh in on what I can do.

For context, there is a game I love to play with multiple characters in it. It’s called Identity V, and they have characters that originate from multiple areas of the world. I will not even begin to give my opinion on certain parts of the lore, it’ll take me too long to finish ranting about how heavily I squint at some of their “aesthetic choices” for the characters, but just understand there is a lot I wish they would alter.

Anyway, I have this chibi I made that represents myself and I was having fun making little versions of this chibi cosplaying as other characters. I am Caucasian, my Chibi is Caucasian to reflect that, and for the most part letting it cosplay as every survivor was not really an issue. But then, we come to two specific characters that make me want to bash my head into a wall. I love playing them and their personality according to the lore really makes me love them. However, Patricia and Ganji are two people my chibi cannot just cosplay.

Why? Because they are both very blatantly a different ethnicity. For me to make my current chibi cosplay them, they would completely white wash both characters and that’s just wrong. I know it’s goofy and for fun but it makes me feel uncomfortable. However, I don’t want to leave out their representation completely because again, I love these characters and they deserve equal love.

So what do I do? I just moved here right before covid and several quarantines started up, so I don’t singing have a friend who I could ask to create their own chibi and cosplay it and grant me permission, or I would’ve gone down that road already. I don’t feel right creating a character myself. I honestly do not feel like it would be okay for me specifically to do that. Could I actually do that myself? Or should I ask around and see if someone I don’t really know would be willing to make one for me? I don’t really know what options I have but I honestly want to include these characters with everyone else. They deserve to be represented after all, they’re both awesome and so fun to play!

I could be 100% overthinking this and that’s fine if I am, but I would really like some insight on what to do next. If you have any thoughts, comment, reply, message me, pm me, whatever you feel comfortable with! I’ll also be looking around to ask a few questions when I’m feeling brave. Thank you for everyone who takes the time to read this!

#moral dilemma #regarding race #racial representation #pleasehelpmeiknowiamanidiot

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adelheidvonschicksal · 3 years

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I could do a scenario where reader loves to mess with megumi's hair, but suddenly she stops because she thinks she's bothering him.

The first time you notice how soft his hair is was when you were returning to school after a long mission.

You were riding in a car with the entire first-year gang. Nobara sat in the front seat next to Ijichi while you were placed in the back between Yuji and Megumi. The ride back was a long one. After an exhausting day of exorcising curses, you were all tired. Nobara and Yuji ended up falling asleep minutes into the ride, leaving Megumi to watch the sights passing through the window and you shyly trying to make conversation with him.

It's hard considering the strong crush you have on your fellow classmate. He was intelligent, kinder than he really let on, and fairly mature (at least compared to the people you’re usually around). His good looks were the cherry on top of the entire package. Everyone knew Megumi was a pretty boy and often teased him about it. He had fair skin, long, thick eyelashes, and your favorite being his dark hair. It looked so soft whenever your teacher would pat his head, flattening out the black tresses and ruffling them, much to Megumi’s chagrin. But you really wished you could feel as well.

You were the type of person to show your fondness for others through touch. Some people liked it, and some didn’t. For example, Yuji normally had no problem with you touching him, even welcomed it. You weren’t brave enough to ask someone like Megumi for the same sort of relationship, so you kept your hand to yourself when it came to him. At least until Megumi fell asleep, leaning against the car door for support. It’s then you saw your chance and carefully reached to touch one of the longer spikes.

The little black point wavered at your poking, lightly curling around your index finger as you swirled it around. You giggled to yourself about it. It’s thicker and fluffier than you imagined and also incredibly soft, proving Kugisaki’s theory about a ton of hairspray wrong.

Suddenly, a bump in the road cut your touching short, and you quickly jumped away when Megumi’s eyes began to flutter open.

Suspicious, he asked, “What are you doing?”

“Nothing,” you said calmly despite your heart thumping under his gaze, but he dropped his interrogation as you all pulled into the school’s parking lot.

That was three months ago.

Now, the two of you were dating, and you saw that as permission to continue your physical intimacy with your more introverted boyfriend.

“Good morning, guys,” you greet your classmates and teacher with a wave, saving your happier actions for Megumi as your hand immediately goes towards his head to ruffle his hair. You pull your hand away but not before letting your fingers clasp your favorite cowlick. Giving a gentle tug, you let it bounce back into place with a smile.

Megumi groans softly, his mouth pursed into a slight frown as he goes to fix his hair back into its normal disarray.

Gojo claps, bringing your attention towards him. “Well now that everyone’s here, let’s go shopping.”

With that, the five of you head to the shopping district despite the heat bearing down on the city. You spend about an hour walking around before deciding to take a break so Nobara and Gojo can catch their breath in the shade while you return some clothes you bought a few weeks earlier across the street. Megumi and Yuji go to buy all five of you drinks, but it isn’t long before you hear Yuji yelling from outside the store.

“Sensei! Kugisaki! Fushiguro is getting hit on! We have to protect (L/Name)’s relationship!”

Before you could even stop them, they’re already up and running in Fushiguro’s direction. Sighing, you grab your card from the store owner and run to catch up with your group.

When you arrive, Kugisaki and Itadori are already clinging to him and ranting something about being in love with him before Gojo saunters up in his best casual wear to challenge them. You have to stifle back a laugh as he goes on about music practice and homewrecking before the event ends with Megumi smacking Yuji in the head as Nobara and Gojo stalk off, defeated.

Hearing your laughter, Yuji cowers behind you with tearful chibi eyes. “Do you see that, (Name)? Fushiguro is so mean. I was only trying to help him and that's the treatment I get .”

“You didn’t help at all. You were nothing short of embarrassing.”

You giggle at the two before reaching out to your silently fuming boyfriend. “No need to be so grumpy, Megumi-kun, or did Gojo give you too much violin homework,” you sing out teasingly, earning a growl about how it isn’t funny as you playfully scramble his hairstyle.

“And that! Will you stop with that?” Megumi demands and forcefully shoves your hand away. “It’s so annoying. You don’t see me petting you all day like some damn pet.”

“Oh,” you say, stepping back from him in your shock. This is the first time Megumi has brought up how you chose to dote on him. Yes, he’d quietly grumble about it from time to time like most things, but he never yelled at you about how you chose to display your affection. You guess you never really realized how much it truly bothered him. Biting back the hurt in your voice, you apologize. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you upset.”

Megumi grunts softly in response, and Yuji decides it’s probably best to ask Gojo to take you all home for today.

It isn’t long after that Megumi begins to notice your interactions with him starting to change. He apologized for yelling at you soon after the event, but you were still much less touchy with him even after accepting his apology.

Normally, you’d grab onto his hand without so much as asking or surprise him with kisses on his cheek. Now, you only hold his pinky from time to time and only if he asks. You also stop your go-to of rubbing his head when you’d greet him or playing with the ends of his hair when you were bored.

Megumi thought maybe something was bothering you, but then he noticed how you’d still laugh and joke around with Yuji and Nobara, your hand gripping onto their shoulder when they’d tell an extra funny joke or affectionately patting them on the back. That wasn’t the worst though. The worst was when you’d absentmindedly sweep Yuji’s hair back into place when it got messy from training. The jealousy it sparked in Megumi was the last straw that makes him decide to ask you what was wrong.

You’re surprised when he tugs on your sleeve, interrupting your conversation with Itadori and Kugisaki. “Hey, can we talk?”

“Sure,” you say, nodding off to Itadori and Kugisaki before following Megumi to the waterspouts outside. You both sat together on the brick square surrounding the structure. It’s a few quiet seconds of you staring at Megumi as he folds his hands in front of him and lazily taps his foot. Dark blue eyes stare at you before dropping back to the ground.

“Are you still mad at me for yelling at you the other week?”

You shake your head. “I told you it’s fine. I’m not mad at you about that.”

“Then, it’s something else,” he decides, and he desperately tries to rack his brain for what else he could have possibly done wrong, “I’m sure I didn’t forget your birthday or anything. Do you not like me anymore or something?”

Gasping, you deny his claim, “Of course I like you, why would you think I don’t?”

“Because you’re not so friendly with me anymore like the way you are with the others, so either you’re upset with me, or you don’t have the same feelings for me as you do with them.”

“It’s neither of those things. With Yuji and Nobara, they’re both sociable people, but you aren’t like them. You don’t like all that kind of stuff, and I don’t want to annoy you by doing things you don’t like.”

Megumi scowls at your confession, sighing because he remembers exactly why you must be talking like this so suddenly. He specifically called your touches annoying, and he inwardly curses at himself for it. “You’re wrong. It’s not that I don’t like it…” he begins unsurely then pauses.

“Then, what?”

Megumi groans softly, an embarrassed heat starting to build in his cheeks as he quietly croaks out, “Feels good.”

“What’s that?” you ask, scooting closer so you can hear him better.

Megumi blushes lightly and cranks his head to look away from your cutely confused blinking. “It feels good when you do it,” he repeats robotically.

“When I do what?”

“When you play with my hair,” he hesitantly explains in more detail, “When Gojo does it, it’s aggravating, but I don't mind so much with you.”

Hesitantly, you ask, “So is it okay if I do it now?”

Megumi nods. “If you want.”

Cautiously, you lift your hand, pulling back in doubt a few times before ultimately sliding your fingers through his hair and rubbing. Megumi groans softly at your touch, and you realize that all those rushed noises of aggravation were actually him moaning from how light and comforting your touch was. You move your hand forward and backward some more, massaging his head until his head starts nodding and his eyes flutter a bit.

You giggle at him. “Are you falling asleep? You’re such a kid.”

“This is exactly why I didn’t want to tell you.”

You laugh louder as he scoffs to hide his embarrassment.

“In that case, you can sleepover with me tonight, and we can do this if you want,” you offer sweetly, and Megumi glances at you, thinking it over. As your smile grows and your hand hits that sweet spot right at the nape of his neck, he couldn’t deny that he liked the idea of falling asleep with you playing with his hair.

“I’d like that.”

#megumi x you #megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #jjk x reader #megumi fluff #jjk megumi #look at me finally writing something sfw for him #i have like 5 wips that all revolve around this boy

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heyaritou · 2 years

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#KOFI Requests #CLOSED #Not accepting requests anymore

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nicolecossack · 2 years

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Remember when i draw that chibi art? This is basically the continuation. Enjoy~

Primo: " . . . ", lets out a load sigh, "Fine, prove to me that you have it in you now! Last Round, human!"

Primo gets her back up on her feet and returns to his Duel Runner. Despite the minor injuries she has she also got back up onto her duel runner. Ones she was ready the two started the engines. The two activated Speed World 2 and got ready.

"Ready, Set, DUEL!", the two yelled and took off. While Primo started behind her, he easily overtakes her into the first corner.

"I'm going first!", Primo said, a white line appears faintly over the track as he got to his main phase 1. They each gain 1 speed counter for the turn. "I play Wise Core in defense position and set two cards face down. This should be enough for the start. I end my turn."

Primo speeds up while Livia even has a hard time keeping up with him. "My Turn!", she yelled and drew a card for turn. "I play Maiden with eyes of blue in attack position.", the monster appears and Livia checks her hand, she also had Seer with Eyes of Blue, she could go into a synchro . . . but she needs to destroy the wise core without a card effect. "I activate the effect of Seer with Eyes of Blue, if i control a Eyes of Blue monster i can special summon it to my field.", she summons the Seer, " When Seer is special summoned, her effect activates, i can add one spell or trap card that list Blue-Eyes or Eyes of Blue in its card text!". She searches out Traitor of white. "Hmpf, i know what you going to do Livia, spare me the trouble and don't, unless you want to lose this badly.", Primo said, he seemed fully aware of what she wanted to do. This irritated her a bit and she doubted her play a bit now, perhaps she should do a different approach. She looked at her monsters, perhaps an XYZ would be better. "I-i build the overlay network. XYZ Summon!", she took her two monsters to create a new monster, Sylvan Princessprite. Primo seemed less impressed, in fact he could tell she was intimated by his comment, he shuck his had. "By detaching an overlay unit Princessprites effect activates, it allows me to excavate the top card of my deck, if its a spell or trap card i can add it to my hand, otherwise it is send to the graveyard . . .", she looks at the top card of her deck, it was the white stone of ancients. It is send to the graveyard. "I set two cards face down and end my turn. During the end phase White Stone of Ancients effect activates, i get to special summon a blue-eyes monster from my deck! I choice Dragon Spirit of White!.", a large white dragon appears on the battle field. "When this card is special summoned i can target one spell or trap card on your field and banish it! I will take the left one!", the dragon fires a powerful blast at the set card. "Not so fast, i will activate the trap card, Twin vortex! I destroy one monster on my field and one on your side of the field! I target Wise Core and your Dragon Spirit of White!", The two monsters are destroyed then the trap card gets banished. "Sense Wise core was destroyed by an effect i get to special summon the five pieces of meklord emperor wisel! COME FORTH!", Wisel attack, Carrier, Guard, Top and Infinity all appear on the field. " Now combine into Meklord Emperor Wisel!", the five pieces come together to assemble into Wisel. "Oh no . . .", Livia said, of course he'd do that as soon as possible. Good thing she didn't synchro summon, but she also wasn't sure what to do yet.

Primo draws for turn. "I Tribute wisel attack to summon Wisel attack 3 to power up up my monster!", the old part detaches from Wisel and the new replaces it. "Now Wisel can deal piercing damage. Now, lets destroy that little monster of yours, go Wisel attack! Stainless steel slash!", Wisel attacks Princessprite. "Wait! I activate the trap card majesty veil of white. I can reveal a Blue-eyes monster in my hand to negate your attack and inflict a 1000 points of damage to you!", She reveals Blue-Eyes Alternative White Dragon. Wisels attack is negated and Primo takes 1000 damage. "Hmpf, i set a card phase down and end my turn.", the attack slowed down Primo and Livia took the lead. "My turn!", Livia drew, and it was perfect, it was a blue-eyes white dragon. "By revealing a Blue-eyes White dragon from my hand i can special summon Blue-eyes alternative white dragon!", the large dragon appears, roaring loudly. "Then i'll activate his effect, i can destroy one monster on your field and i choice Wisel!", Primo was surprised, the dragon fired a lightning blast at Wisel destroying it. He growled a bit. "I activate my trap card, Mektimed detonate. When a meklord i control is destroyed, i can destroy 1 monster on your field with the lowest attack.", Princessprite is destroyed. However Livia was confident. She could do something more. "I activate my spell card, Blessing of White, it allows me to special summon one eyes of blue monster from my graveyard. i choice the maiden! Then i will use her and Alternative to synchro summon! Come out, Blue-Eyes Spirit Dragon!", the two monsters summon a new dragon, sense Wisel was gone, she thought it would now be safe to summon. "Alright, Blue-Eyes Spirit dragon, attack!", the dragon attacks directly dealing 2500 damage to Primo leaving him with 500 life points. "For a moment i thought you had something, but you are just playing into my hands, Livia.", Primo said. "What!?", she replied. "Uh . . . i-i end my turn . . .!"

Primo draws. "I activate limit reverse, it allows me to special summon a monster with 1000 or less atk from my graveyard and i choice Wise Core. Then i will play my Speed Spell Lightning Rod, by removing 2 speed counters i get to destroy one monster on my field and i choice wise core. Heh, and you know what that means.", Wise core gets destroys which allows Primo to resummon all pieces of Wisel and ones again have him on the field. "Meklord Emperor Wisel, absorb that synchro monster!", Primo commanded. "H-hold up! I activate Spirit dragons effect, i can send it to the graveyard and special summon 1 level 9 or lower light dragon synchro monster from my extra deck!.", Blue-Eyes Spirit dragon vanishes and makes way for a new monster. "Azure-Eyes Silver Dragon!". "Ts, fine then, i set a card face down and end my turn." Livias turn comes around. "During my standby phase Azure-Eyes activates its effect, i can special summon 1 normal monster from my graveyard and i choice Dragon Spirit of White."

"Not so fast, i activate convert ghost! By banishing one machine type monster from my graveyard i get to negate and destroy your card!", Primo yelled. While the effect is negated the monster isn't destroyed. "Azure-Eyes is protect from destruction until the end of my turn after it was summoned.", Primo seemed unfazed by that. "I activate white stone of ancients effect in my graveyard, i can banish it and add one blue-eyes monster from my graveyard back to my hand, and i choice Alternative White dragon!", she returns the monster back to her. "Just like last turn i will use Alternatives effect to special summon it!", The dragon returns to the field. "Alternative White Dragon activate your effect, destroy Meklord Emperor Wisel!", she said. "But now, i activate my trap card, Infinity Guard Formation, by negating the effects of my face up monsters i can negate your effect.", Primo knew how to protect his monster, she was running low on resources while he was still going strong despite the life point diverence. Livia set a card face down and ended her turn.

"You stalled long enough, human, i will show you true power.", Primo drew for turn. "Now Meklord Emperor Wisel absorb that Azure-Eyes.", with nothing to be able to stop the effect her monster gets absorbed which fuels Wisels strength, bringing him up to 5000 atk. "Now i'll play Opti-Camouflage armor. This allows a level 1 monster i control to attack directly and i choice Wisel!", Primo laughed, "Time to take out this pest. Meklord Emperor Wisel, attack her life points directly!"

Livia had no more cards left to prevent the attack, Wisel attacked her directly dropping her life points to 0, knocking her of the duel runner and injuring her somewhat badly. The duel ended and Primo pulled up next to her, she had no more strength left and a large slash mark was on her arm and her helmet. Primo sighed. "You are such a beginner . . . i do not see why you gained Wisels blessing, but i guess it will take more time for me to find out.", He picks up Livia and gets back on his duel runner with her in his arms. Using Technopathy he controls her prototype duel runner into auto pilot mode to bring it back to the Duel Bot facility he took over. With his free arm he drove the duel runner while holding Livia to take her back safely and treat her injuries.

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thewayofthemandalorian · 3 years

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more than you will ever know - oneshot

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader Rating: M. Like, it’s a definite M. Word count: 2,779 Summary: When an old contact is recruited to help you and Din hunt down Moff Gideon, he makes remarks neither you nor Din like. Din rectifies the situation. Notes: So as soon as a certain character was confirmed to be returning in episode 2.07 “Chapter 15: The Believer” last week, my mind had fully formed this idea. As such, it has very little to do with the actual episode. All the same, if you don’t want to know a few plot details for this week’s episode, maybe wait until you’ve seen it. Warnings: Non-descriptive/vaguely described scenes of sex, jealous Din Djarin, ever-so-slightly possessive Din Djarin, self-doubt, minor miscommunication (Din Djarin is shy and not good with words) mild season 2 spoilers (returning character, the child’s name)

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“Well, will ya look at this? Mando’s got himself a little girlfriend.”

It hadn’t even been a full hour that former Imperial sharp-shooter and convicted criminal Migs Mayfeld had been on Boba Fett’s ship and you had already gone from being intimidated by him to being annoyed by him.

You didn’t like the idea, but you couldn’t disagree with Din on this. You knew that someone who was familiar with ships that the Empire used would be your best option in getting Grogu back from the clutches of Moff Gideon. And Mayfeld was the only person that Mando knew that could navigate the Imperial Cruisers.

Mayfeld sat back in the seat he was cuffed to, clearly enjoying the sight in front of him - you flustered and annoyed, Mando silently raging. “I can’t wait for Xi’an to hear about this. And I thought she was heartbroken before this little … development.” Mayfeld smirked smugly.

Din said nothing. Just stared at Mayfeld with a blank expression. You knew him well enough when he had his buttons pushed. And right now Mayfeld was pushing all of them at once.

“You don’t get to talk to her,” said Mando evenly. Quietly.

Mayfeld raised an eyebrow in your direction. “Shouldn’t she be the judge of that? Or are you the type that makes all her decisons for her?”

The two men glanced at you expectantly. “You make me uncomfortable,” you whispered to Mayfeld.

The former Imperial sharp-shooter just clucked his tongue at you. “That doesn’t sound very convincing, sweetheart.”

Beside you, the Mandalorian clenched his fist. “You heard her. You make her uncomfortable. So leave her alone.”

Something fluttered inside you at this display of protection, his assuredness. It was something that you couldn’t quite put a finger on.

You and Din Djarin hadn’t known each other for very long when he invited you to join his crew after his first face-off against Moff Gideon back on Nevarro, having met once or twice before then, a good rapport between the two of you already existing. He had picked you up on Corellia not long afterwards, shortly before his search for other Mandalorians began, claiming that he needed an extra pair of hands on the Razor Crest. If you had to guess, it had been about seven months since then.

It wasn’t too long after the events with the krayt dragon on Tatooine that you had found yourself in his sleeping chamber with him, the room pitch dark. You were blindfolded for good measure, but all the same, it had happened. Mando had been careful, gentle in his movements. Almost like he was afraid of breaking you. But that hadn’t stopped him from being passionate all the same.

Against your better judgement, knowing of his creed, his method of living, you had fallen for him, long before this first night sharing his company, his bed. It became a regular occurence, his bed becoming your shared bed.

Originally, you assumed it naïve to think that he reciprocated your feelings in any capacity; what you had was merely physical, or so you had told yourself. But now? Now, you weren’t so sure of that.

The seed of doubt that this was purely physical had been planted when he had told you his name one night, shortly before Grogu had been taken, when you had departed from Corvus after that fateful meeting with Ahsoka Tano. You didn’t know who knew less about the ways of the Jedi, Din or you.

Until that moment, when you were lying in his arms, you had called him nothing but Mando or nothing at all. “Din,” he had whispered, so quiet you had to strain to hear him.

“What?” you had replied.

The Mandalorian whispered it again in your ear, almost shy as if you would reject his name, reject him. “Din. My name is Din Djarin.”

You had been speechless. Up until now, you were sure that you would never know his name. You were fine not knowing his name. Sure, you had wondered what it was, but it was not your place to ask it if he didn’t want to give it freely.

“Why are you telling me?”

Din hadn’t answered you. Instead he had kissed you softly. Tenderly.

You hadn’t given it much thought at the time, but looking back now, you wondered if you had been wrong in your assumptions of this being just a physical relationship for him.

It wasn’t until recently that you realized that he showed you his true self long before he had shown it to anyone else. The self that was hidden away by layers of beskar, forced to be replaced by a man that was silently stoic.

* * *

“Come on, sweetheart.” Mayfeld’s voice interrupted your reverie. It was so easy to let your mind wander these days, since Grogu had been taken from you and Din.

The small creature had found his way to your heart almost instantly. You loved him, cared for him as a mother would a son. It had been your responsibility to watch over him while he was on the Jedi seeing stone. You had failed, unable to overpower the dark troopers that had been sent in to take him.

Though he had told you otherwise many times, you still wondered if a small part of Din blamed you at all for Grogu’s abduction. You knew that you blamed yourself for it.

You shot a glare at Mayfeld at the same time that Din’s helmet turned to glance in his direction. “What?” You were getting annoyed.

Mayfeld chuckled to himself. “What’s the appeal of Mando? I never got it on our last mission together. You seem like you can do a lot better than hanging around with him.” The implication was not lost on you or Din.

Before you could say anything, Din had moved from his seat into your field of vision. “Can I speak with you in private in the sleeping compartment?” His voice was huskier than usual through the modulator.

Baffled by this, you said, “O-okay.” Fennec and Boba Fett had left you and Din alone to get provisions and find any possible leads on where Moff Gideon’s ship was. Din had insisted that someone keep an eye on Mayfeld at all times.

“Don’t touch anything,” Din warned Mayfeld as he ushered you into the sleeping compartment that the two of you shared. It was slightly less cramped than the one on the Razor Crest had been, but it was less homey than the Crest had been. You missed it.

Don’t be mistaken, you were grateful for Fett’s ship, but you yearned for the domesticity that had accidentally (purposefully?) grown between you, Din, and Grogu on the Crest.

You missed what Mayfeld had to say in response, probably some wise-ass comment or remark. You knew he wasn’t going anywhere, not chained to the seat.

“Din, what’s wrong? What is it -?”

The rest of your words were cut off by the room being plunged into darkness, his helmet being torn off, and his lips crashing to yours all in the manner of fifteen seconds.

A moan slipped out unbidden as he continued to kiss you languidly, his mouth roaming your neck, biting and sucking on your pulse point, crowding you against the wall. You were so used to tentative, soft Din, who was so careful with his movements with you. This was a far cry from that Din. It was something that you found yourself enjoying, though.

You were confused but not complaining in the slightest. Din pulled back from you for a moment, chuckling at your whine for him to continue. Very haphazardly he yanked his chest plate off, followed by his pauldrons, throwing them to the floor with a loud crash. The knee covers were next before he gathered you in his arms again, pressing his lips to your neck, your jaw.

“Din.” The word came out half chiding, half moaning. “We need to be quiet. Mayfeld will hear us.”

Din pressed his lips to yours in a bruising kiss, his voice husky and ragged with want when he pulled back. “Yeah? Good.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, which was swallowed by another one of Din’s consuming kisses that you had come to love. You weren’t sure where this was coming from, but you couldn’t complain. There was nothing to complain about.

He ripped your tunic from you, taking his time with your trousers, pressing kisses down your exposed body, leaving marks in the wake of his lips and teeth. “Don’t hold back cyare,” he said. “I want to hear you.”

* * *

You moaned out his name again and again, your voice breathless, desperate. "I need - I need -"

Din chuckled against your skin, the sensation reverberating against you doing nothing to alleviate your current situation. "Yes? Use your words, pretty thing. What do you need?"

Your back arched, not for the first time, reveling in the sensations that you were feeling. That he was giving you. You wanted him closer - needed him closer. Always.

“I need you,” you groaned, voice hoarse.

You understood at that moment that you meant that in more than just a physical sense. He seemed to understand that, too. Perhaps he was the same and needed you in return.

Din gave you what you wanted, his growls mixing with your own whines as you fell apart around him, Din not far behind you. “You’re so good to me, ner kar’ta,” Din ground out as he caught his breath, collapsing against you on the bed.

“And you’re so good to me,” you replied. You found his lips with yours in the dark, kissing him gently this time.

A moment later, Din spoke hesitantly. “I didn’t hurt you at all, did I? Are you all right?”

Nodding against his chest, affirming that you were great, you rested for a moment in his arms before the question came to you, the one that had been on your mind since he had first ushered you in here.

“What was this all about? Not that I’m complaining, which, I’m not. Not at all. How could I complain after that?”

Din stiffened for a moment, becoming shy and self-conscious. “I-I didn’t - He was bothering you. Implying things that neither you or I liked.” He knew it was immature, but he couldn’t help it. “And I’m not good with words when it comes to things like…”

You stroked his arm reassuringly, not saying anything for a moment. “I didn’t like what he had to say. But you know I’m with you one hundred percent of the way, right?” Your voice was quiet, unsure. “I-I think I’m in love with you.”

Instinctively pulling away from Din after that bombshell, you didn’t have much time to consider your words as he pulled you back closer to him. “Do you know what ner kar’ta means?”

This question threw you for a loop. “N-no. I don’t know what any of the words you say in the languages of Mandalorians means.”

Din sighed, not unhappily. “Then I haven’t been doing what I’ve wanting to do correctly. Like I said, I’m not great with words when it comes to things like this.” He took your hands in his. “Cyar’ika means darling.” He pressed a kiss to the knuckles of your left hand. “Cyare means beloved.” A kiss to the knuckles on your right hand. You felt your face grow warm with realization as Din moved his face to yours, his breath tickling against you. “And ner kar’ta means my heart.” A kiss to your lips.

“Oh.” The word was quiet. His lips met yours tentatively. You responded immediately, bringing your hand up to wind in his impossibly soft, curly hair that you so often wondered the colour of.

The kiss became heated. Din hummed against yours lips. “I’m yours,” he said. “If you’ll have me.”

You rested your forehead against his, kissing his nose. “I’ll have you for as long as you’ll have me.”

Pressing one more kiss to his cheek, you whispered, “Now let’s go get our boy back.”

Mayfeld had the decency to not look you in the eye when you emerged from the sleeping compartment ten minutes later, hand in hand with Din. When he did speak to you, it was to ask if you needed help or when you spoke directly to him. You hadn’t missed the way Din had dragged him into the cockpit, faintly hearing the muffled words of how this was going to work.

* * *

“Did he behave himself?” asked Fennec, referring to Mayfeld, who was snoring in his seat.

You and Din shared a look. “We’ve come to an … understanding, you could say.”

As you settled against Din for the night, Slave I in hyperdrive in the direction that Moff Gideon’s ship was headed, you thought back to your guilt over your part in Grogu’s abduction.

Din was pensive tonight. Likely thinking about his son, worrying about whatever it was that Moff Gideon was doing to him.

You shifted in his arms. Since this afternoon, he had become less stringent about certain things. Though it might be some time before he could fully reveal his face to you, you no longer needed an over abundance of caution. “Din?”

“Yes, cyare?”

Taking a fortifying breath, you spoke. “I’m sorry. That I wasn’t able to stop them. From taking him.”

In the darkness, Din looked at you. “It isn’t your fault. It’s mine. I should have stayed with the two of you. Come back sooner from the firefight.”

You stroked the fabric of his tunic softly. “It’s not your fault, either.”

Din caught your hand in his. “I was meant to protect him. And I didn’t.” His voice sounded ragged.

Squeezing his hand, you said, “You have protected him in so many ways. Loved him. Cared for him. He loves you. And we -” You had to pause for a moment to steady your voice, the threat of tears making their way to the surface causing it to become shaky. “We are going to get him back.”

That made Din pause for a moment. In a movement that stunned you, Din reached over to switch on the light, flooding the chamber in light. Before you could cover your eyes with your hands, he took them in his own hands. “I want you to see, cyare. It’s long overdue.”

He was beautiful. But you already suspected that. You reached up to cup his scruffy jaw in your hand. He closed his eyes, brown as his hair, at the sensation. “I love you,” you whispered. “And we’re going to get him back. I promise.”

Din inhaled sharply, fighting back his own emotion for the moment, returning your sentiment of love before becoming unsure. “How can you be so sure that we will get him back?”

Your response was simple as you reached out again to stroke his cheek. “Because he’s ours. And he means more to us than Moff Gideon will ever know.”

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femboysai · 3 years

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TINY HEARTS

✶ [bakugou katsuki] final part ✶

❀ katsuki gets hit with a quirk that ages him back into a child, and he takes a strange liking to you.

❀ no warnings, sfw, fluff >part [1] >part [2]

[3]

you’re only in the bathroom for minutes when you hear pops that sound like miniature explosions followed by cries that most definitely come from the child-katsuki. you dry your hands quickly and rush into the living room— praying to every god that katsuki hasn’t finally snapped and decided to murder kirishima—

it’s mina and kaminari, kaminari being the one chased up and down the living room by an exceptionally pissed-off katsuki. his little hands are clawed, his quirk like mini bursts from his palms. mina is in stitches and kirishima is nervously watching katsuki’s quirk come dangerously close to everything remotely flammable in his apartment.

“what’s going on?”

mina exclaims your name and near tackles you into a hug. there are tears in her eyes where she has been crying with laughter. “blasty’s tryna kill denki for calling him chibi, i-i’m gonna die!” she’s explaining to you through her hiccups, holding her stomach, and in her hand is her phone where she captured half of the transition. no doubt for potential blackmail material.

“katsuki,” you say. the kid— he halts almost instantly to look at you and then jogs across the room to clutch at your pants. you crouch, inspecting his palms in concern that his quirk might’ve burnt him, but he’s fine.

so you pick him up, hoisting him onto your hip. “denki, don’t antagonise him. he’s a kid right now.”

kaminari is ear-to-ear with a shit-eating grin, absolutely amused and unphased by the death glare he’s receiving from katsuki. “what are you— his mother now?”

it’s katsuki that scoffs. “shut up. katsuki’ll blow your face up.”

“that’s not very nice to say, katsuki,” you scold. he shuts up instantly and turns his head away as if he didn’t do anything wrong. if you think you can coax an apology out of him, you’re wrong. he instead clings to your neck, ignoring the new company.

mina and kaminari are going ballistic at kirishima’s explanation to them. had the roles been reversed, you might have been cackling along with them. the situation is ridiculous, you’re not even sure how katsuki himself will react once he’s back to normal.

“you’re not my mother,” the kid ends up saying as you carry him over to the couch. you sit, and he’s still stuck to you like a koala.

“i know,” you say.

he’s quiet while you converse with your friends, trying your best not to take notice of the hysterical glances they make at katsuki’s back. he’s been pondering this whole time and then leans back to look at you. you stop short in your sentence, gaze flickering back to his round chubby face.

he takes your face in his two little nitroglycerin smelling hands, “my bride.” you burst into giggles, unable to hold them back.

“sure, katsuki.”

and the laughter roars once again. kirishima has given mina and kaminari the run-down on it all, it was unavoidable— and there’s no telling how much longer this might last. the quirk effects are the last thing they care about, they’re howling at katsuki’s unbelievable crush on you.

“it’s like when kids have crushes on their babysitter,” mina laughs.

“he’ll kill us when he goes back to normal,” kaminari adds, keeled over in tears.

katsuki takes no notice of what they’re saying, going back to resting his cheek on your shoulder. much like his adult self, he pays no mind to his spitfire friends. and you don’t want to hurt his feelings, even if there’s a possibility he won’t remember anything of this when the quirk undoes itself, but you bite your bottom lip hard enough to draw blood.

“oh, he’s going to kill you when he gets back to normal.”

you’re laughing too, they all say with their eyes.

your day-off flies by so quick that it surprises you when you check the time and it’s the evening already. you cook up your last meal for dinner and put on another movie to lull katsuki into somewhat of a sleepy state.

this time, he nods off quicker than the day before— halfway through the movie. kirishima is a lot less depressed after having his friends visit, and you carefully lift katsuki to carry him to bed in the spare room.

“if he’s still like this tomorrow, i’ll stop in after work,” you whisper to kirishima.

the red-head nods and stifles a yawn. “you can stay over again if you like. it’s getting late, i don’t want you to walk home in the dark.”

it’s with these words that katsuki stirs— his face crinkling, squirming in your arms as he regains consciousness. “you’re leaving?” his arms tighten around your neck, “don’t go. stay.”

“i’ll stay until you fall asleep again,” you promise.

“…wanna live with you.” his sleepy words in such a cute voice almost make you want to stay, however you know you can’t.

you carry him the room he’s staying in, and he’s reluctant to release his grip on you. you sit on the floor beside his bed and lay the side of your face on the mattress. if you put off going home for much longer, you might pass out right then and there.

his little hand clutches your index finger in death grip, as if you might just disappear should he let go.

“night, katsuki. get big soon,” you yawn.

“sleep next to katsuki,” he murmurs, half asleep.

“shh.”

kirishima calls you the next day in the afternoon to let you know that the quirk has worn off. katsuki apparently doesn’t remember anything while he was under the quirk’s influence and he’s in mint condition with no side-effects. you’re relieved to hear that and silently bid your farewells to the cute kid katsuki in your mind.

the rest of your week passes without any further incident from katsuki’s end, and you catch him on the news a few times. it isn’t until mina invites you to a little drinks event she’s so kindly hosting that you see katsuki again— remnants of the adorable child version of himself hinting at the corners of his slanted eyes and in the grimace he aims at kaminari. his little rewind quirk incident doesn’t get brought up, and you choose to let it go, greeting everyone normally.

kirishima no longer harbours tormented feelings towards katsuki’s child counterpart, and the latter barely acknowledges you when you say hello. he merely tips his head at you but doesn’t once glance at you, lip curled in a scowl. there’s the katsuki you know.

as the night progresses, his silence laments your suspicions of him acting strange. he doesn’t attempt to bite your head off at things you say or give in to your teasing comments— only grunting responses, swallowing small mouthfuls of beer until his ears are flushed and red from the alcohol.

“careful, hero.” the quip remark comes out when he nearly stumbles from his seat and his vermillion eyes snap to you. “ah, so now you finally look at me. are you drunk?”

“m’not drunk,” he grumbles. that’s probably the longest sentence you’ve heard him say all night.

“now that’s no way to speak to your bride,” you joke. it slips out before you can stop yourself and you press your lips together quickly, hoping he hadn’t heard. of course— you feel silly, he won’t remember what you’re talking about. it’ll sound so weird out of context.

you sneak a glance at him for his reaction, and you’re surprised to see the embarrassed tilt of his expression— eyes downturned like he can’t even bare to look at you, face pink, lips wobbling. “shut up,” he mumbles.

your eyes widen in realisation as you whisper-yell— “wait. you remember? oh my god, you do remember!”

one hand envelopes his face as he heaves a sigh, completely crippled with humiliation. “please be quiet,” he groans.

but you won’t. be quiet, that is. “widdle katsuki had a crush on—!” his palm covers your mouth, sentencing falling short. the familiar nitroglycerin smell overwhelms your senses as you stare back at him with round eyes.

his expression this time is torn between emotions, eyes quickly blinking as he refuses to meet your gaze. he sighs, slowly bringing his hand away from your face as he admits, “the last way i wanted you to find out that i like you was like that.”

you blink at him. then it dawns on you. “...wait, what?”

fin

>part [1] >part [2]

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shoichee · 3 years

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Hey luv! I just got my braces off and I don’t know if I like myself with or without them cause yah girl has ✨confidence issues✨ so can you do the GoM + Kagami and Teppei thanks my savior

OH, rn i have braces too (although they’re ceramic and harder to see) but I definitely can understand the apprehension when you have them taken off after for so long;;

the amount of characters requested actually exceed the rules, but since i’ve taken a while to get to your request, i’ll still do them but they will be shorter^^ THANK YOU FOR STICKING BY THIS BLOG AND READING MY STUFF <3

[Headcanons]

Kuroko Tetsuya

right away, he notices that something was amiss with you, and asks upfront if anything was bothering you

you replied hesitantly, but while you talked you held up a hand in front of your mouth:

“Um… I don’t know if I like how I look right now…”

Kuroko stares at your nervous eyes and then looks down to your hand in front of your mouth before asking why

“Just got my braces off, and I feel a bit… weird without them? I feel like I look strange without them…”

“Do you mind if I see you?” he asks, softening his eyes at you

“W-Well… you’re not someone to judge, I know, but don’t… laugh or anything.”

“I won’t, (y/n)-san.”

he slowly brings your hand down and you slowly smile to reveal your teeth to him, and he gives you the purest smile… and that catches you off guard so badly like… YOUR TEETH GOT HIM TO SMILE LIKE THAT??? DAMN, MAYBE YOU SHOULD SMILE EVERY SECOND TO SEE SUCH A TREASURE—

“(y/n)-san, I think you look wonderful,” he muses, bringing your same hand that was in front of your mouth into his own hand with a gentle squeeze. “I’m sure everyone who sees you will think the same.”

ah Kuroko, the individual who has a knack in comforting people with his genuity (example: see Momoi)

whenever you do have those moments of self-consciousness again, he’s always there to calmly reassure you otherwise

Kise Ryouta

IMMEDIATELY sees your teeth when you talk, and freaks out like a little kid on Christmas

“(y/n)-cchi! (y/n)-cchi!!” he hoots around, pointing at his own teeth. “You got your braces off today! You look amazing!”

when you hesitate and tell him that you’re not so sure about yourself without your braces, he pinches your cheek and gives a little dramatic huff

“But (y/n)-cchi…! Come onnnn, trust me!” he says, giving a signature pout, and you laugh at his antics

“Ohhh, do that again! Do that again!” (he craves for your laughs, and he wants more)

he definitely tries to get you to smile and laugh to get you more comfortable with your braceless teeth

whether you have braces or not, he doesn’t mind so much because what he really cares about is your smile, and if he sees your teeth showing, braces or without, it means that he knows he’s doing a good job in making you comfortable and happy

while he showers you in praises every single moment, when you feel really down, he takes an extra measure or two to cuddle you gently while being much softer in delivering those compliments

always gives a daily compliment to give you a serotonin boost

Midorima Shintarou

he’s confused… why would you be upset that you got your braces off? you looked great before and even now, so does the fact of braces really change your perception of your appearance that much?

he won’t make any comment on your new appearance unless you bring it up to him and ask for his opinion/reassurance

he’s just happy for you that you have another milestone of your life, and not to mention, braces generally promote better oral health and fix misaligned bites

“Hm? What do I think of how you look? D-Don’t be ridiculous… What am I supposed to say?”

“Well, I just… think I look a little odd… I kind of… want my braces back.”

“You know you can’t do that, nanodayo,” he sighs. “So much money, effort, and care were invested into your teeth for many years. You did the most you could to take care of them and achieved the goal you set out for yourself when you first got braces, correct? That isn’t something to be ashamed of, nanodayo.”

despite his lecturing, his words do have some merit, and Midorima’s words were comforting in his own way

“But Midorima, um… sorry for annoying you,” you say, giving a chagrined smile

Midorima takes a good look at your exposed teeth for the first time and widens his eyes in a fluster before turning his eyes back to his astrology book

“I-I-It’s nothing.”

bonus: he’s definitely that one fussy parent who forces you to wear your retainers religiously, NO EXCUSES—he doesn’t want the whole process to be all for naught just because you got lazy in wearing a simple metal thing

Aomine Daiki

idiot #1

“Whoa, your teeth look different,” is something he would say tactlessly

immediately, you slapped your hands over your mouth at his words

forgive him, he usually says what’s on his mind with no filter and consideration

by then, he’d realized that the tone of his words was poorly delivered and would try to correct himself before he says anything more to dig himself a deeper grave

“Er, sorry, what I mean is… I didn’t know you were gonna have them off today…”

that actually made you more self-conscious and you try to flee from the scene

“W-Wait, hey!”

insert Aomine clumsily explaining that he didn’t mean to be tactless with his words and that he just meant that he was surprised in a good way

definitely shows you a lot more wholesome affection in addition to his usual PDA, but you wonder what he thought about your new “appearance,” so to speak

“What kinda question is that?” he scoffs. “You’re still hot and always will be.”

if there’s one sure benefit to his blunt words, it’s that his straightforwardness can easily dispel all your doubts and clear up any misunderstandings in one go

if you’re still doubtful about yourself, he’ll gladly resort to action to prove his point… perhaps makeout sessions with him would become a lot more exploratory and… just putting it out there, but we will leave this up to your imagination

anywho, he’s not afraid to give you more direct kisses to try to show you that he doesn’t care about your teeth and your lack of braces

definitely would tell out-of-pocket jokes and laugh more to get you to grow comfortable; after all, smiling is contagious right? who can resist Aomine’s smile???

if someone tried to make you uncomfortable by drawing everyone’s attention nearby in how you got your braces off, whether intentional or not, he’s scaring them away, no questions asked and he’s taking you away from the scene

Murasakibara Atsushi

“Oh…” he says with his usual drawl. “You got them off, Chibi-chin?”

it was a usual day with him tucking his own head into his arms to nap on the table when you walked up to him apprehensively, and he immediately notices your presence but lazily picks up his head to look at you when he noticed

“Er… yeah…”

he slightly tilts his head to the side like an inquisitive child to silently question what was wrong

“It’s nothing really! Just feeling tired… not in the talkative mood today.” as you said this, he noticed that you were more… tight-lipped, speaking in a quieter manner as if you were trying not to show your teeth as much as possible

he beckons a languid hand over and you reluctantly sit by his side, your face still slightly turned away

you thought he was just going to go back to sleep like he always does, but imagine your surprise when he easily picks you up from the side and placed you on his lap, face-to-face

Murasakibara then pulls your cheeks apart, revealing your pearly whites to him

“H-H-Hey!! Lert… gorw!”

“Don’t wanna.”

“I’m… serwious!”

he stares at you impassively for a few moments before he suddenly lets your cheeks go and yawns

“... you look fine, Chibi-chin,” he mumbles, and he sets you off his lap before getting up with a stretch. “Besides, now that you don’t have braces anymore, you can finally eat whatever you want right…?”

“I… guess I can…”

and he’s already reaching for your hand to tug you to the nearest takeout with a slight shine of excitement in his dark pupils

“Chibi-chin, we can finally eat those candy apples together you’ve always craved for, lots and lots…”

he’s very fixated on you eating with your braceless teeth for the next few weeks with a small smile on his face, because you enjoying the food you eat are some of the simplest joys he loves when he’s with you (and you hadn’t been able to do that because your braces forbidden you from eating a list of things)

definitely drags you out for food outings a lot more for the next few weeks

he tries his best in trying to make you not think about your teeth and your self-consciousness about them in his roundabout way (note: see his cheek pulling, distracting you with your favorite snacks, etc.)

he’s not someone to make any deal out of it because worrying over such a trivial thing is annoying to him, but nonetheless he certainly wants to make sure that nothing is bothering you because that’s the greatest inconvenience (since he doesn’t like to see you in such a state)… you being upset and worried makes him upset and worried, after all

Akashi Seijuro

he immediately understands that feeling of self-doubt/self-consciousness, but nonetheless he compliments you to let you know that he truly finds you desirable/beautiful inside and out

still, words alone sometimes don’t convince you and even when he gives physical affection to comfort you, there’s still that nagging feeling of how you felt about your teeth

and he’s totally okay with that, and he knows that feeling very well himself (regarding having inner voices that taunt him)

rather than constantly hammering in compliments because he knows that at some point they’d feel more disingenuous the more he says them, he offers you to help overcome the self-consciousness on your own terms

Akashi offers the suggestion of wearing face masks (not necessarily the surgical ones, but the cute/plain colored masks you’d see around!) if you have certain days where you feel low about your braceless teeth

he’d be quite sly and teasing all the while; whenever you wear your cute mask for the day, he’d be a lot more affectionate with the PDA and give pecks on your lips… but the mask is always in the way, preventing you from feeling actual contact with his own lips

he can tell you’d definitely get pouty when you don’t really feel those kisses and he simply laughs and walks on

“You…! I know you only try to kiss me when I have the mask on! Don’t play dumb with me!”

“Hm? Is it really a crime for me to show physical affection to the person I love?”

he eventually does help you coax you out and become comfortable, and your face masks would eventually be stored away in a drawer

he rewards you for being strong in overcoming your own doubts:

“To celebrate your strength in overcoming a huge milestone, what would you like your reward to be?”

“For starters, give me back all those kisses you tried to give me throughout all the times I wore a mask!”

“Of course,” he chuckles, moving closer to your lips. “How could I ever resist you when you’re this stunning?”

Kagami Taiga

idiot #2 (see idiot #1)

unlike idiot #1, idiot #2 doesn’t notice the change on your teeth, at all

he doesn’t know why you’re fidgeting around or acting really, really strange… were you hungry? upset at him for something he didn’t realize he did wrong?

so after a few days after you got your braces off, he finally asks:

“Is there something wrong? Did I do something to upset you?”

poor guy doesn’t know if he was at fault or if he was missing something, and he physically holds his head to try to recall EVERYTHING for the past week

you reassure him that it wasn’t anything like that, but you still had furrowed brows and you were very careful in how you were talking

Kagami thinks you haven’t eaten and offers to make dinner, but eating in front of him for some reason really didn’t sound like a good idea to you so you declined

you’ll eventually tell him that you just felt a bit self-conscious after your braces got taken off

“Huh?”

he stares at your teeth for a very long time, and you immediately regret it, not wanting to draw his attention to you like that

he snaps out of his intense daze and immediately apologizes for making you uncomfortable

“M-My bad… I just didn’t notice until you told me.”

“Really?” you ask, slightly relieved that the change wasn’t as drastic as you thought it would be

“Er, yeah…” he mumbles, scratching his cheek, “you look good, by the way…” but by the time he finished his compliment, it came out as a cough

you can only laugh in relief, knowing that everything he says is always earnest and sincere

Kiyoshi Teppei

definitely noticed that your braces were off, but pretends to not notice until you bring it up yourself because he’s quite sharp and in tune with other people’s emotions

so he treats you like he always does, being the sweet “airhead” that he is, and he waits until you bring it up yourself (because he knows how self-conscious you were about your lack of braces)

you yourself are confused… like… was Teppei actually dense? was your whole inner dilemma not a big deal like your mind thought it would be?

you tug on his sleeve one day and ask him if he noticed your teeth, pointing to them all the while

and he immediately chastises himself (“silly me”) for not noticing, and he tells you that you were beautiful either way, and whether you had braces or not didn’t change that inherent fact (and that was his “reason” for not noticing to reassure you)

all while giving his easy going chuckles and ruffling your hair

laughs at your shyness at his words, not because it’s funny or anything but he truly finds you adorable

once you get comfortable without giving a second thought about your braces gone, he just drops the truth bomb on you so casually like:

“Ahhhh (y/n)-san,” he sighs in nostalgia. “You were really cute when you were so shy about getting them off, you know that?”

“Now wait a second…”

“Hm?”

“What did you say?”

“That you’re really cute.”

“No, no, the other part.”

“Whenever you get shy.”

“That is not what I mean and you know that—”

“Aww, you’re being really cute right now, (y/n)-san. Don’t tempt me to carry you around when I just finished with my physical therapy.”

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theseerasures · 3 years

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For the meta thing, how about big sisters with absent mothers: Winter and Yang? Like, how they dealt with things differently and what a friendship between them would look like

anon i just want you to know that as soon as received this ask i barged into my girlfriend’s room to be like “is this you???” because this ask is so EXQUISITELY tailored to my personal interests that i was like “literally who else would cater to me like this” and it was not her, apparently!!! so thank you very much for this ask.

of course i have SO MANY thoughts about this topic that it took me a complete month to marshal them into something faintly coherent, if staggeringly long, so. i hope it’s worth the wait.

S(chnee)-side: how to lose brothers and alienate sisters

let’s start from some well-trodden ground: the season 5 character shorts, and their subsequent caricaturization via Chibi, which posit the Yang vs. Winter dichotomy as something like “Yang loves Ruby by diving into a monster’s mouth for her, and telling her she always has her back, and Winter does the same for Weiss by...siccing monsters on her, and telling her that she won’t always be around to save her from them.” much hay has already been made about the reasons why the two of them would act in the ways they did, so for the purposes of my own meta i’m going to skip over those, and concentrate on how content since season 5 has updated these conceptions.

and on Winter’s end of things, these conceptions have been updated by showing that she’s, uh.

...full of shit.

we’ve now had TWO instances of Winter going above and beyond to protect someone vulnerable. the first time was for Penny, with whom she has a sisterly bond, and the second time was for Ren, with whom she has...exchanged a few lines of dialogue. if she’s so ready and willing to hurl herself bodily into the path of an aggressor for someone who is basically a stranger, then why all the pageantry with Weiss about how she can’t (or won’t) save her? did she carve some kind of blood relative exemption into her saving people thing? does it only apply to people who wear a lot of green?¹

to properly address this question--and to bring in the Willow of it all--i think we should step back and ask: how does Winter actually feel about the Schnee name?

not Jacques’ name, mind. nor anything he did to besmirch it. Willow’s name, and Winter’s birthright.

because what has always been interesting to me is that while Weiss has talked about reclaiming or rehabilitating the Schnee name from their father’s meddling and still clearly wants to reconcile herself with it, even after being disinherited, Winter has only ever talked about distancing. it’s entirely possible that she had similar aspirations when she was around Weiss’ age and was just more thoroughly disabused of them, but my point stands: Winter shows a discomfort with the Schnee name overall in a way that Weiss has yet to. you don’t have to look any further than Winter’s combat style to see how this discomfort is telegraphed, as she barely uses any Dust, or Glyphs, and the one aspect of her Semblance that she does use and tout are Summons, which just so happens to be the part that emphasizes her own individual ability to conquer foes. something about the Schnee name feels irreconcilably tainted for Winter,² and while i’m sure a large part of it has to do with her father, who can make her explode into emotion confetti by just being in the same room as her for thirty seconds, a not-insignificant part can probably be chalked up to the fact that...

Willow Schnee was probably never all that good a mother.

granted: we’ve have exactly one scene (two if you count the 8.2 sneak peek) with her, so i’m fully ready to be called Boo Boo the Fool if we get a flashback and Willow was some kind of crusading super-mom prior to her descent into alcoholism, but. the idea that she hasn’t ALWAYS had to compromise herself and her children just to get by feels facile. this is not to victim blame, but to say that Willow is an imperfect person (in that she is. a person) placed into a horrific situation, which means that she could not always deal with the situation perfectly. it’s important to remember her agency--both before and after she became an alcoholic--but it’s just as important not to idealize it into something it’s not. Willow was by no means a co-abuser to her children, but she was probably always inconsistent, because living with your abuser for years on end does that to you. personally, i’ve always envisioned pre-alcoholism Willow as...well-meaning and much more perceptive and intelligent than people give her credit for, but beset with her own flaws that grew in proportion to her hurt and bitterness. she was capable of shielding her children from her husband’s worst excesses, and often did; but she was just as capable of retreating when she might have fought, of excusing Jacques’ actions to try to keep the peace, even of lashing out at those who shouldn’t have to handle her negative emotions.

her descent into alcoholism exacerbated these tendencies, but Willow has always been a complicated woman, and the idea that there was a prelapsarian time when Willow was an unmitigated good, before...idk, her Good battery ran out and she became Drunk Victim Non-Mom, is...well, it’s definitely something that a ten-year-old who had an ENORMOUSLY traumatic birthday would believe (and blame herself for), but Winter might disagree. i don’t think her view would be any more objective, if only because the day Winter Schnee has an un-myopic thought is the day i pass gracefully into the West, but her view is probably more complicated and less flattering, because Winter knew her mother more as a person, and that’s something we’re gonna talk about more with Yang and Ruby, later.

the point i want to make now, with Winter, is that her determined inconstancy, where she’ll readily jump into the jaws of a monster for her siblings in one breath and berate them and caution them against needing her in the next--that comes from her experience with Willow. the lesson she wants her siblings to learn is not just “the people who are supposed to love you are cruel, so get a helmet,” but “the people who are supposed to love you disappoint you, which is worse, so it’s better to not rely on them at all.”³ better for them to learn it from her than firsthand, but also--better for herself, because when she does disappoint them (and she did. she left.) at least she can take comfort in the fact that surely it doesn’t hurt as much; she warned them, after all.

in Winter’s mind, this kind of disappointment is an inevitability, so what’s paramount is to make sure that when it does happen her siblings are at least prepared for it. in the face of that the fact that she would actually risk life and limb to help them if they ever need it falls to the wayside; i don’t think it was a mindful decision that Winter consciously made--like, i don’t think she ever thought “i’m going to withhold the fact that i would die for them because that would contradict the whole social Darwinism thing i’m trying to drill into their heads,” because Winter’s just...not that kind of deliberate rational actor, in any arena. rather--and maybe even more damning--i think she just assumes that Weiss and Whitley already KNOW, that it’s a given for them the sacrifices she’d make for them in the same way it’s a given for her. but they don’t! because you have to say these things, and Winter has been force-feeding them the precise opposite.

ultimately all of these contradictory impulses stem from Winter’s deep-seated need for control--both of herself, and of the environments around her, and those in turn come from the fact that she was a) repeatedly wounded as a child and b) had to shoulder responsibilities far beyond her own ability as that same child, which...continues to this day. from this perspective, what matters is less keeping her siblings safe, and more her own ability to save them. she knows that’s imperfect, so she compensates by enforcing what worked for her onto them, and also by keeping them away from anything that could harm them, without their input. i never thought much of the contrast in environments for the character shorts--like of course Weiss would spar with Winter’s Summons at home like the untested shut-in she was--but what did take me aback was that in season 7, after Weiss has waltzed across an entire continent and been promoted to a full Huntress, Winter...still exclusively trains Weiss with her Summons up in Atlas, while Ruby and Yang are traipsing across Mantle killing ACTUAL Grimm. i have no doubt that this was for foreshadowing reasons, but still: it points to the fact that for all Winter loves Weiss and would fight giant monsters for her, there’s a part of her that...doesn’t trust Weiss, and wants to maintain control over her.⁴

this, i think, is part of the reason why Whitley treats her basically like an un-person: it’s not just that she left when he was too young and Jacques filled in all the gaps with lies and slander, it’s also that even when Winter was around the bigger age gap made it much easier for her to reconcile keeping him out of the loop, for his own good. she can’t ever be vulnerable around either of her siblings, but especially not Whitley, because he’s too young; he might let something slip when they’re around Jacques, and she shouldn’t be putting that kind of burden on him anyway. if he resents her when she’s just trying to protect him--except you said that you wouldn’t, Winter you absolute moron--then that’s his prerogative. it doesn’t change her own responsibilities. they can be miserable and Byronic in their own separate cubby holes and it’s fine.

(it’s not fine.)

R(ose)⁵-side: tonight, the role of Replacement Goldfish will be played by...everyone

let’s get one thing out of the way: Yang is a GOOD big sister, and some of the ways that she is good can be chalked up to the fact that she had a better home life, but only some. her character short ends with her promising Ruby that she’ll always have her back after spending the short proving it, and she has--until recently, and we’ll get to that--lived up to it. people get caught up on how much time Yang spends with Blake nowadays, but it’s important to remember that the entire impetus for Yang reuniting with anyone during the Mistral arc was about Ruby. so is the thing that separates a Yang from a Winter is that a Yang preaches what she practices, and isn’t firing a million zillion mixed signals at all times?

well--yeah, basically, but we’re gonna make a big thing out of it anyway.

what made Yang and Ruby different from the Schnees--even before the character shorts--was a sense of parity. in contrast to Winter insisting on maintaining a) the most unapproachable facade in the world, and b) a death-grip on every situation at all times, Yang was characterized from the outset as...chill (ironically). despite her Semblance being LITERALLY hotheadedness, Yang’s passionate energy never manifested in any real desire to take charge. the fact that she was fine (even happy!) with Ruby being bumped up to her year and then becoming leader speaks volumes to how much Yang trusts and respects Ruby’s judgement. rather than try to mask her flaws, she exudes this kind of...radiant fallibility and lets Ruby take care of her, or keep her in line. they complement each other: Yang takes care of more grounded concerns like individual fights and making friends, while Ruby--again, until recently--set more abstract goals and gave them moral direction.

a lot of this can be attributed to the smaller age gap, but i think it also comes from growing up as two motherless free-range children on an island--and the motherlessness is obviously a huge deal for both of them. when i started writing this i honestly thought i’d talk more about Raven, since she’s the mom who’s actually a character already, and her absence plays a huge role in how Yang deals with her abandonment issues in the present, but to be honest: the loss that cut the deepest for Ruby AND Yang is Summer, because Summer was actually around enough to be lost. despite the show frequently dividing custody of Team STRQ right down the middle between Ruby and Yang, where Ruby “gets” Summer and Qrow and Yang “gets” Tai and Raven, it’s the admixture of Rose and Branwen that makes the two of them who they are.⁶ Yang spent more time with Summer, but Ruby spends more time with Qrow, who is Yang’s blood uncle, so the dichotomy between nature and nurture is fascinatingly blurred.

i know this is an unpopular opinion, but i hope Summer really is dead, because the ways that her daughters interpellate their own identities from her absence drives so much of the story. that SUMMER was the first mother Yang lost--not Raven, because Yang didn’t even know about Raven until Summer died--is what shapes her relationship with Ruby, but also her relationship with Raven. what’s always simmering just below the surface of any Yang-Raven confrontation is that the person Yang actually wanted to find the whole time she was looking for Raven was Summer, because she wanted a mom, and a mom looked like Summer. Raven’s not stupid--it might be her one redeeming quality--so it’s likely that she’s always known and resented this. it’s not an accident that the moment Yang stopped looking for Raven for Raven and started looking for her for an easy conduit to her real family was the moment she actually found Raven.⁷ it was the first step to Yang outgrowing her old habits, of waiting for a mother to return--a classic “she needed a hero so that’s what she hurdy blah”

in a way that’s what she’s been doing this whole time. in contrast to Winter, who compensated for her mother’s flaws by ratifying them into universal law, Yang did the same by defying their supposed truth: people might leave her, but she won’t leave Ruby, and Ruby won’t leave her. it’s telling that whenever Yang leaves--even as a literal child--she always took Ruby with her, even if she planned on coming back. (it’s just as telling that when Winter left she didn’t.) she’ll always be there for Ruby, to give her the boost she needs to become the Summer they all want her to be, which means being a little of Summer herself--the part of Summer that baked cookies and slew monsters. and in return Ruby gave her...a sense of certainty, i think: that Ruby needs her and therefore won’t leave, but also that Ruby has the parts of Summer that Yang can’t muster herself--the grand heroic ideal, the moral certitude, etc.

...and now we’re finally gonna talk about the Schism, which i honestly think is the best thing that has happened to their relationship, development-wise. by the end of the Mistral arc Yang has arrived at a healthier perspective with respect to her relationships with everyone: now it’s not about indiscriminately giving herself away to people in the hopes that they might not leave her, but about choosing to give herself away to the people she loves and trusts. on one level this should not conflict with her relationship with Ruby at all, because Yang loves Ruby, but on another...the fact that Yang no longer feels obligated to perform unending support, to be the grounded complement, to fill in the parts of Summer that Ruby can’t--of COURSE that’s going to bring about conflict. because it turns out Yang never needed Ruby to give her direction or discipline. she’s now had time to think of the things she herself values, and those...don’t exactly match up with Ruby’s--or Summer’s.⁸ Yang, having known Summer as a mother, having been confronted repeatedly with the fallibility of mothers, is starting to outgrow Summer, and grow separately from Ruby.

but growing separately doesn’t have to mean growing apart, and i think Yang, at least, knows this. she clearly feels Some Kinda Way about their disagreement (and Blake’s implicit alignment with Ruby), but she’s also confident enough in her own beliefs by this point to commit to them. Yang’s taking charge instead of deferring to Ruby, and it turns out that...she’s actually not a bad leader herself, since she and Jaune have pretty much split a lot of those responsibilities. for her it’s not a question of losing faith or love in Ruby as a person, but about discovering what she herself fights for.

Ruby...sees it differently, because Ruby sees Summer differently. if Yang has always defined herself against Summer by deciding that she can NEVER fully be Summer, so she’ll make do with what she can, then Ruby’s always defined herself against Summer by marking Summer as the endpoint of her personal trajectory. what Ruby knows of Summer--that she was a person who enjoyed life and did not believe in original sin, that had a magical special destiny that was totally fine and awesome and didn’t drive her to her death, that she was a baker of cookies and slayer of monsters--is what Tai and Qrow--and Yang--told her about Summer, because Ruby was too young to remember the real Summer. so Summer for her is this abstract paragon to live up to, and no more. she can’t possibly exceed Summer, because the Summer Ruby knows encompasses literally all that is good.

when Yang tells Ruby “i’ve always got your back” in the short, a lot of it is about Yang, and the ways Yang needed to be there for other people so they’ll be there for her in return. but it’s also something Ruby really needed to hear, because Ruby needed the security and comfort of knowing that even if she screws up there are people around her who can help shoulder the burden. that security already took a serious hit after Yang lost her arm, but Ruby, kind and generous person that she is, was able to reconcile with that, because YANG HAD JUST LOST HER ARM. it would be ridiculous to expect Yang to have her back the way she used to, and besides--it was time she grew up, and growing up means becoming more like Summer, all of Summer, by herself.

and...she gets pretty far, is the thing, because Ruby IS a lot like Summer, and is incredible and amazing all by herself to boot, but the point is that no one should feel this much pressure to be All That Is Good, especially when you’re a teen. Ruby’s not ready to recognize that, partly because at this point so many people are looking to her for leadership, but also because being Summer’s heir is the only real link she has to her mom.⁹ so she hunkers down and does the best she can, in a situation that has far spiraled beyond anybody’s control...and then Yang tells her that it’s not working out, that this time it’s not that she can’t have Ruby’s back, but that she won’t. in Ruby’s mind, this could only mean one of two things: either Yang no longer believes what Ruby believes--what Summer believed, or...Yang no longer believes in Ruby, because she wasn’t good enough.

and well. it’s Ruby. it’s not hard to guess which reason she’s picking right now, especially since she pretty conspicuously refused to call the shots during the Amity heist.

but this is of course a false dichotomy. it’s not about which one of them is right, or even more right, and the show does a very good job with the framing to show that both of them have a point. similarly, what Ruby needs right now is neither confirmation that her long-held beliefs are objectively the best ones, nor that she is good enough to become Summer after all. no; what she needs instead is the knowledge that she’s allowed to fuck up, to deviate from what people have told her about Summer, to become what Summer never was. that’s something Yang can--and will--help her work out.

oh no this analogy is breaking apart: how they’d get along

...oi.

look, even beyond the fact that Winter doesn’t get along with ANYONE over much, i don’t think there’s any universe where she wouldn’t immediately rub Yang the wrong way. not only because Winter’d initially treat Ruby with the same cold tyranny that she (up until very recently) treats Weiss, but also because Yang’s partner is Blake, and--to say nothing of Atlas/Schnee-on-Faunus oppression--she was personally made collateral during the fallout with Blake’s abuser.¹⁰ i myself wouldn’t say that Winter abused Weiss, but to Yang’s protective and skewed view...

well, can you imagine Weiss trying to explain the way Winter ~~~trained her to the Bees? “oh, she sent a pack of Beowolves to hunt me! it was a meant-to-lose fight and when i started doing well she just moved the goalposts. one of her wolves almost ate me before i begged her to stop but it...probably...wouldn’t have...it was fine! my Aura didn’t dip THAT much. Winter’s the best!!” Yang’s hair would have been on fire after the first sentence, is all i’m saying. this coupled with the fact that Yang would very likely view Winter leaving Weiss and Whitley through the lens of Raven doing the same thing to her, and i think it would take a pretty long time for the two of them to see eye to eye on anything.

which is not to say that they have nowhere to go but antagonism, because at their cores Winter and Yang both have a) no hesitation whatsoever when it comes to protecting the people they care about and b) a tendency to define protection literally, often bodily. the difference is that Yang’s Semblance weaponizes these protective instincts for her, and she learned the limits of taking that too far. Winter...doesn’t, and hasn’t.¹¹ that COULD lead to some interesting conversations, but i don’t think Yang has quite the emotional clarity and generosity to reckon with that yet, and they’re not about to talk about it inside the Giant Whale.

a necessary part of Winter’s development is learning to respect the people around her instead of instantly categorizing them into boxes labeled “to fight” and “to protect and order around.” her friction with Yang could be an intriguing way to explore that; i have no doubt, for example, that Winter would have hurled herself between Elm and Yang just as readily as she had between Elm and Ren. similarly, i think if Winter ever were in the same room with both Raven and Yang she’d last about ten seconds before trying to rip Raven’s hair out with her teeth, because Raven is neglectful and casually demeaning in ways that are instantly recognizable to Winter (in the same way they were to Weiss).¹² the issue is that her doing any of these things for Yang--y’know, the same Yang who IMMEDIATELY gave Blake the cold shoulder when she tried to pull the whole “i’ll protect you” crap--is that she would only find it confusing and frustrating, and likely wouldn’t mince words expressing that.

Yang’s a big sister herself, and therefore knows all the big sister tricks, and Yang has a consistent pattern of not wanting to rely on other people, particularly people she sees as adults. so the best path toward a Winter and Yang friendship is probably not the head-on approach, but obliquely through someone else. that someone else can’t be Weiss, because Yang would be already hypervigilant about the way Winter treats Weiss--but it could be Ruby. even putting aside the fact that she is now one of the most important people in the world for BOTH her sisters, Ruby herself is very easy to love, and Winter loves very easily, despite herself. what they have in common--idealism and a martyr complex--would also engender some cool interactions, and Ruby would let Winter take care of her, if only to make Winter feel better.

i could see that being the impetus for Yang tentatively, grudgingly forming her own friendship with Winter, because there ARE things that Winter can give Yang, even if Yang can’t (or won’t) admit she wants them. it’s nice to try out being the kid sister, once in a while.

still, even if they get that far: i can’t imagine their relationship as anything friendlier than this.

¹ tbh neither would actually surprise me; what Winter does and doesn’t let herself do is only knowable to the Gods Who Have Forsaken This Land, and they’re certainly unknowable to Winter herself.

² maybe she knows that the whole “the Schnees were up-from-bootstraps-good-capitalists until that guy Jacques came along” thing is stupid!! i don’t care that he’s Santa Nicholas Schnee ain’t shit

³ this i think is why the current thing with Ironwood is such a bitter pill to swallow, because...she thought she’d been so careful. not in thinking that she’d chosen a man who couldn’t disappoint her, but in caring so deeply about him and investing so much of herself into him, despite the fact she’s only ever let herself call him “sir,” or “General.”

⁴ though i will say, to give Winter some credit: she actually accepts the fact that her sister is totally her own person now with a lot more aplomb than i’d expected, both in the “you stole an airship” scene and during all of Sparks. i wouldn’t be so generous as to read subtle treason into her disclosure of Ironwood’s Winter Maiden plans, but it does point to Winter’s desire for control being much more easily unlearned than that of her boss.

⁵ geddit? it’s a joke about handed-ness because now they both have the Hand Tremor

⁶ Tai is, as always and on purpose, the stabilizing agent. “appropriately underwhelming,” as Winter might put it, but absolutely essential.

⁷ of course then Raven had the gall to resent THAT too, because she’s the worst, and...see above, about Winter Schnee’s self-unknowing.

⁸ curiously, the values that Yang most espouses now--the importance of knowing what you’re getting into, protecting what is tangible, what is within your ability--are a) hard-won from years of taking care of Ruby and b) ones that she shares with Raven. the only difference is that Yang’s circle of protection extends far beyond Raven’s, which only includes herself.

⁹ weirdly enough the best person to talk to Ruby about this might be Raven, who has a very skewed perception of Summer herself (because Raven’s perception of EVERYONE is generally fucked up), but probably won’t hold back when talking about Summer’s flaws. Ruby won’t want to hear any of it, but i think she needs to.

¹⁰ i do think Blake and Winter would have some interesting conversations, if Blake ever...was generous enough to deal with *gestures at all of Winter.* it’s easier to compare Blake to Willow given the shared nature of their interpersonal abuse, but Winter on the other hand knows what it’s like to be hand-picked and groomed by a charismatic man with a singular vision who ended up wholly compromising that vision for the sake of their personal ego. that the White Fang are a good force perverted while the Atlesian Military is rotten to the core would...make the conversation more lively? it’s probably fine?

¹¹ “i’m Winter Schnee and i have maladaptive coping mechanisms that i am currently clinging to, as a maladaptive coping mechanism”

¹² though there...probably IS a world where Raven and Winter end up getting along after the initial skirmish, and it disturbs Yang and Qrow to no end

#Anonymous #yang xiao long #winter schnee #rwby #tl;dr they both play vanguard when they play mass effect #helen writes meta

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euphoricimagination · 3 years

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International Love-Haikyuu x Foreigner reader Pt 16

I can feel the tension after Tendou said that, not only Rin arm stiffens around me but the whole atmosphere change a bit. Tsumu is the only one who doesn’t seem affected at all by the words.

-Good! Don’t contain yourselves, I hate playing against bad teams.

- We will never contain ourselves. Let’s have a good match, let’s go guys– says Wakatoshi.

- The fact that he doesn’t seem to have bad intentions annoys me more – says Rin – how do you know the number 5 chibi?

- He saw me with Bokuto-san and Akaashi after their match, we talk a bit before I went back to you.

- Let’s not get intimidated guys, we’re good – says the coach – they do have a powerful spiker, but we have that too, right Aran?

- I’ll do my best

The match starts with the captains handshake, Shiratorizawa serving first. Wakatoshi goes and get ready, doing his jumping serve and smacking the ball on the floor, gaining the first point for his team. The guys are taken aback by how powerful it was, but they just smile getting ready for the next one. “Let’s stop the next one” says our captain, and right after, our libero is able to dig the serve. The dig is a little off, but that doesn’t stop Tsumu to send a quick pass to Samu, marking a point for us. I can see some frustration of Tendou face, since he wasn’t able to predict where the ball will go. I see Tsumu and Tendou saying something to each other, but I'm unavailable to hear them from here. Now it’s Samu turn to serve, sending right over the net. Shiratorizawa formation breaks a little, but the setter is able to send it to Wakatoshi, our blockers are right on time ready to stop him, but the dude it’s so strong that he’s able to break the block without much problem.

The match continues, both teams extremely close to each other. Tendou it’s starting to get used to the tosses, but he still misses some due to the unpredictable Tsumu. Inarizaki is in the lead right now, winning 21 -20. Our coach asks for a time-out right before Wakatoshi's serve. I go around giving them their water bottles and towels before going right between the coach and Rin, the latter leaning on me. I let him despite how sweaty he was, I knew that he was tired after so many long plays.

-We’re doing good with the spikes and serves of the number 2, so continue like that. Aran you are doing an excellent job with your spikes, well done. Yn-chan have you notice something?

- Tendou, I mean, their number 5 seems to be guessing more accurately. He has been right for the last points, but was slow enough to not do a complete block.

- Yeah, I noticed it too. I was sure he knew that I picked Samu the last point. Thank God he doubted a bit.

- Rin, do you think you can start using your other range now? - i ask him

- I should be fine – he answers

- Then maybe it would be good to start using it for a few moves, it would be enough to confuse Tendou. Try mixing the normal ones in between too.

- Sounds good

The team goes back to the court, ready to receive the powerful serve. Once again, they are able to lift it up, sending it to Tsumu. This time I notice that Tsumu made sure to look at Rin, and Tendou notice it too, having a big smile on his face knowing that he guessed right. However, his face goes in pure confusion when he realized that, despite guessing right, the ball didn’t even touch his arm, instead it was already on the floor. He looks at Rin and Tsumu, who hi-5 each other, with pure irritation on his face. The broad attack has work.

The last point of the first set goes to Inarizaki, thanks to a powerful spike by Aran and to the fact that Tendou guessed wrong. I was sure that Tsumu will pick Samu too, but he set it for Aran instead, making Tendou scream. The team comes back to change sides and drink some water when I hear Tsumu say

- Aran-san you were a little lower on the last one, right?

- Yeah, I was. You caught me by surprise I thought you were picking Samu for a second.

- Me too, was that on purpose? – I say to him, giving him his water bottle

- I told you I wouldn’t let him win so easily.

The second set starts with Tsumu´s serve. He did the usual show with the band, setting the tone. After a few points Shiratorizawa takes the lead thanks to Tendou, who manage to block Rin´s wide range attack. Despite his attack still being effective, Tendou still was able to guess a few of them. After all the time outs the second set ended just as close as the first one, Shiratorizawa winning it 29 – 27. This was the first time in the nationals where the boys will have to go to a third set.

The third and final set begins with all our boys fired up. This time the method that they decided to use was to try to tire up the Ace of the team. No matter how hard his training was,0 Wakatoshi was still a human, he has to get tired at some point. By the middle of the set our blockers were able to fully block Wakatoshi spike, since they have been using the soft block method so far. The end of the match is on a really long deuce, but Inarizaki has the set point right now. The last serve is for Tsumu, who sends a jump float serve, Shiratorizawa was able to receive it decently, passing the ball to their ace. The boys were also able to receive it, however the ball goes lower to Tsumu. Despite that, Tsumu is able to set it perfectly with both hands by doing a really hard move and pass it to Samu. The pass seems a little faster than normal, but Samu is able to score thanks to Wakatoshi, who try to lift it up but ultimately couldn’t.

The match ends with the boys screaming of joy, the score being 31 – 29, the longest match of the whole season so far. The twins and Rin come running towards me to hug me, throwing me to the floor on the process.

- You won guys! Well done!

- WE won, chibi. You helped us a lot too.

The team goes to say goodbye and give handshakes to the other, I see them exchanging a few words. Before we go Tendou and Wakatoshi appear behind me.

-Your team is really good Yn-chan, I barely got some blocks because of your contortionist friend

- Contortionist? You mean Suna? He’s really good. You did good too, I really like the way you block. And your spikes are so amazing Wakatoshi-san.

- Thank you

- AHH! You really are nice! Let’s see each other next year too!

- I hope to see you too.

- Chibi-chan, Bokuto-san match should start soon, want to go and see them? The twins want to go too– says Rin putting his arm on my shoulders once again

- Yeah, I wanted to go. Bye-bye, see you next year – I say, Wakatoshi and Rin doing a nod to each other while Tendou waves.

All of us arrive to the court where Bokuto-san and Akaashi should play, their match was supposed to start after this one. We stay near the side of the court and watch the other teams play for a while. Nekoma High versus Kamomedai High School. We arrive by the end of the second set, but even we could notice how good both schools were. The plays being on the long side. Nekoma High keeps the ball alive no matter how good or strong the other spike was, and even if it wasn’t the most amazing play, they didn’t let the ball touch the ground. Kamomedai on the other hand, seem to be extremely good at blocking and had a talented middle blocker. The winner will be our last match before the semifinals.

-Nekoma is good, it feels that they are observing every move and adapting – says Samu

- I mean, they’re on their third set with another favorite. They have to be good – I say – I wonder how a match between you two would be

- They truly are like cats – says Tsumu fascinated

After a long deuce between the teams, the match ends making Kamomedai the winner. I really wanted to see a match between Nekoma and Inarizaki, but guess it would be the next time. On the other side of the court, I see Fukurodani getting ready, but they didn’t notice us. Nekoma leaves the court through our side, and while leaving I notice that one of them had a really…interesting hair. They were clearly disappointed, so they obviously didn’t notice us standing there.

The match of the owls goes really well, Fukurodani winning the first set with a comfortable margin. On the second set, however, I notice that Bokuto is making more mistakes than normal, making the other team gain the lead. Akaashi seems to notice too, so the coach asks for a time out.

-What is happening with Bokuto-san? I haven’t seen him like this before.

- Apparently Bokuto-san has some unpredictable mood swings, if he is in an emo mode, he tends to play bad or something like that – says Samu

I nod my head and look back at where the boys are, making eye contact with Akaashi who seems a little to happy to see me. He turns around, coming a little closer to where we were, and point at us.

-BESIDES BOKUTO-SAN, YN-CHAN IS HERE TO CHEER FOR YOU, DON’T LET HER DOWN!

The moment Bokuto hears that his head goes immediately to where Akaashi is pointing, making eyes contact with me with wide eyes. I smile at him and wave my hand excitedly

-Bokuto-san, you can do this! – I say as loud as I can

He just smiles on our direction, but his whole aura seems to shift, the emo Bokuto leaving. The moment Fukurodani got the ball, Akaashi sets it to Bokuto, who does a really amazing cross shot. After that play Bokuto becomes unstoppable, not only gaining back all the points, but also making them win. After all the formalities ended, he comes right to us.

-HEY, HEY, HEY! CHIBI-CHAN! You came to cheer for us! – he says pulling me into a hug, at this point I’m used to receive hugs from boys covered in sweat, so I just hug him back.

- I told you that I would cheer for you. You were so cool!

- Bokuto-san, your cross shot was so cool!

- I know Tsumu, I know – while those two continue talking Akaashi comes near us, doing a gentle nod to the guys. To my surprise he takes me by the shoulders with a grateful look

- Thank God you appear, I don’t know if I would have been able to take Bokuto-san out of his emo mode without you. Thank you.

- I… just came to cheer for my friends…? How did I help?

- Believe me, we wouldn’t have won without you here.

- Chibi-chan did you saw the straight shots that I did?!

- I did saw them, they were awesome! And your form in the jump? Amazing – I say all excited, making Bokuto even happier – But shouldn’t you guys go to stretch? You don’t want to hurt yourself, right?

- True chibi-chan! Let’s go Akaashi, we need to do that - with that the both of them go back to their teams to go stretching.

- I swear, every time Bokuto-san is around it feels like you become their manager too – Samu says

We arrive to the hotel after saying goodbye to the owls. The team was exhausted after playing two long games, so they went straight to bed. We always could do the meeting in the morning, since their match was late. Before I turn off my phone, I get a call from my mom.

-Hi honey, how are you?

- Hi mom, tired but good, it was a long day.

- I know, I saw you guys on TV. Make sure to tell our 3 foxes how proud I am for them too, please

- I will

- Okay honey, I’m going to go straight to the point so you can rest.

- …ok?

- I don’t know if this is the right timing, but honestly, I prefer to tell you right away. I don’t like the idea of hiding something this important from you. Especially since you are so happy here.

- What is it mom? – I say worried, all tiredness going away. What could be so important?

- I’m so sorry for this. When the tournament ends you still have a few weeks of school right? Well, when the school year ends… we will have to move to Tokyo.

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Part 15 - Part 17

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yo-im-a-bisexual · 3 years

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I saw a few people say that they wanted fatou to be the one to go see Kieu my to confort her, so this is it. Enjoy :)

(english isn't my first language so sorry for any mistakes)

Sunday, 18:05, Kieu my's apartment

She was a wreck. Kieu my had tried distracting herself as much as she could today but nothing seemed to work and when she saw Nora's stories she couldn't handle being alone anymore. She had texted Zoe about five (5) minutes ago and was now waiting in her room, on her bed, while watching Fatou's instagram stories over and over and over again. She was full on crying in her pyjamas and she knew it probably wasn't healthy to stalk her ex but she couln't help it. At least she looks happy, she thought.

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Sunday, 18:00, fatou's house

Laughs filled fatou's room. The cashqueens had moved to the skater's room after they had finished cleaning up the kitchen. They were talking about Ava's birthday that was coming up and how they were going to throw the biggest, most covid-friendly, party ever.

"honestly, I just want to spend time with you girls." Ava said, smiling and looking at her friends.

"well, maybe we could do something like friendsgiving, you know with friends only and a cozy little vibe" Nora offered, looking at the cashqueens with raised eyebrows.

The memories of that time came flooding in Fatou's mind. How she was so ready to confess her feelings to the girl, how she had ended up crying and yelling 'Love is a fucking asshole' with her friends. She had tried not thinking about Kieu my but to no avail. She seemed to be everywhere, in every topic, in every memory. Her heart ached at the thoughts. So she quickly tried to focus on the conversation happening instead of her ex, who seemed to be clearly over her.

"yeah it could be fun." Mailin said looking at Ava for approval. "What do you think Fatou?" She asked

"A birthday party with my best friends? On a friday night? Hell yeah I'm in." Fatou said laughing. "And maybe we could do a jamming session or a karaoke sort of thing" The cashqueens nodded at her idea and they went on with their conversation.

A phone rang, cutting them off. "Sorry girls, it's Zoe. I'll be right back" Nora said standing up and heading towards the door but the second she's out she walks back in, phone still in hand. She looks at Fatou. "She wants to talk yo you." Nora said, handing her the phone. Fatou looked at her amused but took the phone and walked out of the room.

"Zoe?" She said holding the phone to her ear.

"Fatou, hi. I'm sorry to bother you but I'm in a crisis and you're the only that can save me." Zoe said at the other end. Fatou hesitated for awhile.

"I'd be happy to help... With whatever you're in a crisis with" she answered still confused.

"it's more of a who..."

"what are you talking about, Zoe?"

"look, Im gonna be as honest as possible without being mean but.." she stopped talking for a second.

"just get to the point please."

"okay fine, you and Kieu my are idiots and I'm tired of you idiots not talking about your problems, like some silly idiots in love." Zoe got out in one (1) breath.

"I'm not an idiot" Fatou said. "And you were there, Kieu my clearly said I should stay away." Just saying her name hurt at this point.

"oh, Fatou.. She is hurting and in her mind it's easier to push you away than to actually talk to you again. She's scared of getting hurt more."

The silence was awkward but she didn't know what to say. So what does this mean? She thought.

"it means that right now she's a wreck and she asked me to come over but I'm done waiting for you two to figure it out because it is infuriating at this point." Zoe answered almost out of breath. Shit I said that out loud.

"I don't get it what do you want me to do? And why do you sound so exhausted?" She asked still not understanding anything that the blond was trying to say.

"because I'm coming over to your place to pick you up so that I can drag your ass to Kieu my's"

"what?! No Zoe I really don't think that's a good idea okay, last time I tried to talk to her I-" Fatou got cut off.

"Fatou listen to me. Kieu my vu is a mess and she's trying really hard to play it cool but she can't right now. She's been stalking you on insta for days, it's embarrassing. I know you guys had a huge fight at the party but that was stupid and I'm deciding to ignore it. You two need to talk and make up. She didn't cheat on you and you know it. She was hurt and so were you. The point is you're both in love with each other and everybody knows it except the two of you!" Zoe yelled out loud enough for Fatou to pull away from the phone. Her words were sinking in. Zoe was Kieu my's best friend, she had no reason to lie.

"okay." Fatou answered.

"okay?"

"I'm gonna go see her and tell her everything"

"great, you do that. I'll be there in five. Byee!" Zoe hung up. Fatou was breathless, her mind was in shambles at the thought that she could fix this. Zoe said Kieu my was in love with her... Wow. She knew she was in love with Kieu my but the idea that her feelings were reciprocated made her heart skip a beat.

She walked back to her room and opened the door, ready to tell her friends she was going to go get her girl but the moment she opened it the three girls stumbled back from it. Like they were listening in at the conversation, which they were. Fatou looked at her friends and locked eyes with Ava.

"we might have been listening a little bit." She heard Mailin say. The question was hanging in the air, Fatou was just waiting for the answer.

"go get her, chibi" Her best friend said, smiling fondly at her.

"really?" Fatou smiled brightly.

"YESSS!" The cashqueens said excitedly.

And so they waited for Zoe. She got to Fatou's pretty fast and they shared their goodbyes with the cashqueens. They got in Zoe's car and drove for about 10 minutes. The drive was pretty silent, only filled with small talk. Zoe was a really good friend, Fatou had noticed over time, How the girl had become more mature.

She was stressed to say the least. Rehearsing what she was going to say in her head over and over again. What if Kieu my pushed her away again? But the thoughts were pushed back. She was going to say everything she had to say and nothing was going to stop her even if she has to get her heart broken again.

The car stopped and Zoe cleared her throat. Fatou looked at the building and swallowed the lump in her throat. It seemed so much taller than last time.

"ready?" The blonde broke the silence.

"as i'll ever be" she answered.

They took the elevator. Zoe walked with her to the door and hugged her goodbye once they reached it. She said something along the lines of 'goodluck' but right now Fatou could only focus on the pounding of her heart.

She rang the doorbell and waited. She looked at the door intensely as if it would open faster. There were some noises coming from inside and then the door opened and there she was..

"Zoe thank god you're here, I can't..." Kieu my looked up from the ground and stopped dead in her tracks. She had been crying, Fatou could tell from her red eyes. Her hair was down and she was wearing confortable baggy clothes.

"Hi.." Fatou said smiling lightly, Looking at her and rocking on her heels.

"Fatou...hey" Kieu my's voice was small. She looked small and Fatou could see her eyes shining slightly. This was the real Kieu my, vulnerable and fragile Kieu my. But as soon as she appeared she was gone and her walls were back up. "What do you want?" Kieu my asked, her voice cracking a little a little bit.

"your soul~" Fatou answered, laughing quietly. Kieu my didn't look amused though. "To talk" she said more seriously.

"I- I thought I told you to stay away.. where's Zoe?" The ice queen's walls were cracking and her eyes looked everywhere but at Fatou.

"she drove me here" Fatou was still looking at Kieu my intensely hoping that she would catch her eyes.

"what do you want to talk about?"

"Us..." Fatou said and Kieu my opened her mouth as if to say something but Fatou continued. "Look, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for running away from my problems. I'm sorry for not talking to you but I want to, I really want to. I'm sorry for making you feel like you're just a distraction and like I don't care because I do care. So much.. about you, I mean. And I'm sorry for doubting you and I understand if I lost your trust but I'm ready to try everyday from now on to win it back. But most importantly I'm sorry for what I said. Because Kieu my, YOU are my world. And I miss you. And I get it if you don't want to be with me anymore but I just wanted you to know that I haven't given up on us and I won't, because I-" her heart skipped a few beats. Fatou took a deep breath in.

"I love you, Kieu my." She breathed out.

She was crying now and so was Kieu my. A few beats passed and Fatou was about to continue her heartfelt speech but Kieu my stopped her. She had been looking at Fatou like she had just been starstruck but now she was getting closer.

She placed a hand on Fatou's cheek and kissed her. Fatou let out a breath she knew she had been holding since the elevator door had opened. They both relax into the brief kiss andwhen they pull away they rest their forehead together. When Fatou opens her eyes, Kieu my is already looking at her. She wipes her tears aways with her thumb.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry." Fatou said after a moment of silence.

"stop apologizing, please" Kieu my laughed lightly. They were both smiling now. "You love me?" Kieu my asked, looking insecurely at Fatou.

"I love you and I'm never gonna stop saying it"

They giggled, feeling lost in the moment. Kieu my kissed her again, this time more firmly. They finally walked in the apartment still attached by their lips. The kiss quickly turned into more and Kieu my pushed Fatou against the door to close it behind them. Kieu my's hands were around the smaller girl's neck while hers were on Kieu my's waist.

After several minutes of just kissing to make up for their days apart they finally pulled away to catch their breath.

Kieu my looked at Fatou lovingly. "I'm sorry too... I shouldn't have ran away. And I'm sorry for being so cold to you."

"okay, can we both stop apologizing now." The small girl laughed. "And Kieu my?"

"yeah?"

Fatou took a step back and took the tall girl's hands. "Will you be my girlfriend?" She asked with her puppy eyes on full display.

"of course Fatou" they laughed and kieu my reached for Fatou and hugged her.

They hugged for a while. Living in the moment. Together

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Sunday, 19:37

Somehow they ended up in Kieu my's bed, cuddling. Kieu my was laying on Fatou's chest and played with her girlfriend's fingers. Fatou was telling her about how Ava and her had made up and how she found out she had dyscalculia.

"...And now I have to go ask if I can change from physics to biology."

"that could work. And then you'd just have to work for math and you'll be good to have your abi with us. That's great." Kieu my said, excited.

"yeah, the girls thought that too."

The silence was peaceful. Fatou looked down and smiled at her girlfriend. Kieu my was looking at her like she was looking at her whole entire world.

"what are you thinking about?" Fatou asked wiggling her eyebrows.

"I love you too, Fatou jallow."

Fatou flipped her girlfriend on her back and kissed her then and there.

"i love you" she kissed her again. "I love you" she kissed her nose and her forehead and her cheeks and anywhere on her face she could, and between every kiss she told her she loved her.

"stop!" Kieu my giggled when Fatou tickled her sides still kissind her face. She slowed down and looked at Kieu my lovingly. "What?"

"happy Valentine's day"

"happy Valentine's day indeed" Kieu my shot up to kiss her again.

The kisses were slow and Fatou made her way down to Kieu my's neck. She sucked on her neck like she had done the first time they had spent time together in her bed, leaving a small red mark there, as if to say: you're mine and I'm yours.

The moment was short lived when Kieu my's phone rang multiple time in a row. They both looked at it and then at each other. Fatou's eyes were pleading to let it go but Kieu my rolled her eyes and smiled, reaching for her phone. She laughed and put her hand on her eyes.

"what's up? Who is it?" Fatou asked still on top of her girlfriend.

"It's Zoe" She answered turning her phone towards Fatou. It was a row of texts with a lot of emojis. It read:

"So are you guys back together yet?"

"I was waiting in my car but I left after 30 min"

"You guys are my favorite couple💗💗"

"I hope you're not mad tho😘"

"I did my duty as your bff"

"love u Q!!💛💜💛💜"

"don't do anything I wouldn't do🤭😉"

"happy Valentine's day babe😗✌️"

Fatou laughed at the blonde's childish texts.

"what did she tell you exactly?" Kieu my asked still hiding her face with her arm.

"nothing really.." fatou answered "Is it true that you were stalking me though?" She smiled when the tall girl hid under the covers.

"oh my god, this is so embarrassing! It's just because I missed you, okay?"

"you're so cute when you're flustered"

Fatou grabbed the covers and pulled them down untill she could see Kieu my's face.

"I missed you too" Fatou admitted

"Is it true you had a crush on me?"

"is it true YOU had a crush on me?" Fatou shot back, pulling the covers down and tickling Kieu my's sides.

And just like that they spent the rest of the evening together. Cuddling, kissing but most importantly, actually talking.

That's how you do it. I meant to post it yesterday but then Nhungi (Kieu my's actress) went live on Tiktok and then I fell asleep and today my mom decided to have some quality family time and forced me to go on a three (3) hour walk. But here it is anyway. Hope you enjoy. sorry if there are any mistakes. constructive criticism is always appreciated

(I actually don't know if Zoe has a car but in my head she does and sorry if I forgot other things)

#druck #druck s6 #fatou jallow x kieu my vu #fatou jallow #kieu my vu #zoe machwitz #ava pereira #nora machwitz #mailin richter #kieutou #kieutou fic

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