#HE JUST WATCHED NAGANT EXPLODE

[greenhappyseed]

How odd that AFO had a flashback to a moment he wasn't physicaly present, could it be that the vault had cameras?

I initially thought it was AFO & OFA resonating and seeing each other, but you are right, that is absolutely possible! We know AFO likes to watch observe. In a Vigilantes flashback, AFO used hidden cameras at the underground masquerade to observe the fights (including the work of his living weapon, Number Six) and steal quirks with precision via Kurogiri’s misty warp.

After his injury at the hands of All Might, AFO used cameras to observe Tomura (and anyone else) the villain hideout.

And he had cameras at stage orphanage where Toya woke up (or at least two-way communication inside a screen, but presumably he can see Toya).

But AFO doesn’t always need cameras to observe. AFO has a knack for knowing things about people, like their real names or information about ancestors and descendants. Think of how he tracked the Shimura family, and Toya on Sekoto Peak. Or how he “bugged” Nagant and Dictator to do his bidding or else explode.

AFO admitted after Kamino that he has quite the array of sensory quirks (along with his longevity quirk, I’m assuming he’s got memory-enhancers too). The AFO-OFA resonance isn’t necessarily the only way AFO could peer inside someone’s head.

And, of course, at a meta level, watching and observing is a major theme throughout MHA. It makes sense that AFO would be a masterful observer, especially given his paranoia and need to create multiple paths to victory. There are SO MANY times that a camera or TV screen provides a critical link between 2 characters. Or where a character commits themselves to observing and copying/imitating another. These panels are just a small, small selection:

#i’m watching you #afo #all for one #bnha 406 #mha 406 #mha vigilantes #second OFA user #2nd OFA user #stealthsuitdeku

[marunalu]

Class 1A vs Deku arc literally undermined Deku's valid and noble reasons for leaving UA. Deku had trauma due to the war and had regrets about not being able to stop an incomplete Shigaraki. His fear of putting the people and his loved ones in danger after remembering what happened to Shoto, Bakutrash, Aizawa, GT, Nejire, Ryukyuu during the war was all the reasons he left UA. He already has lack of self worth due to being told worthless and useless and abused for 11yrs and when he became desperate to find Shigaraki it started to become worse with him not taking any breaks and all of this was before the encounter with Nagant . Watching Nagant explode and AFO's declaration only reinforced his fear and trauma and it's why he left all might. His state of mind became worse and he stopped caring about himself anymore.

However when class A arc started, all of his trauma, fear were thrown away. The arc painted Bakugou as innocent and an angel while blaming all might for Deku's lack of self worth when the person to really be blamed was Bakugou due to years of bullying, calling Deku useless and worthless, telling him to kill himself. The whole arc was a disgusting with Ochako and Iida agreeing with the trash when he mocked Deku. He also had the audacity to project himself on to Deku. Even Bakugou's apology was trash and Class A were just watching again. The most saddest part is that none of class A knows exactly what Bakugou did to Deku. They don't know that Deku's lack of not taking himself into account, his lack of self worth was a result of Bakugou's bullying, calling him useless and worthless. In the end the arc Undermined Deku's reason, his trauma and glorified his chief abuser.

The worst of it for me is what happened after Bakugou's apology which was narrative having Deku putting himself down and saying Class A were way ahead of him as Hero when they didn't do shit compared what Deku has done since the start. Then Deku Apologizes which was not necessary considering Deku was right to say they can't keep up. So what is Hori saying now? that Uraraka due her speech is a way better Hero than Deku? Bakugou is a better Hero than Deku ? Iida is a better Hero than Deku? Does Deku have to now learn on how to be a hero from class A when said class A didn't do anything compared what Deku has done?

Sorry for venting it's just i had High Hopes for the solo arc but am utterly disappointed with the story now. I understand Deku needs to share his burden with his friends but it should have been organic by making him realise that he Izuku (not Deku) matters and how much he means to them and that he can rely on them. Not by undermining his choices and reasons and especially not by putting him down.

Yeah the izuku solo/vigilantes arc had so much potential and hori did throw it out of the window! But honestly I think that was mostly his ex editors fault! Thanks god, that guy got replaced!

I agree with you and I understand why you feel so dissapointed and angry! I get why class a did what they did. They love izuku and wanted him back, but in my honest opinion they used - at least at first - the wrong methods. The 2 things that pissed me off the most, were first iida and ochako being SO FUCKING COLD to izuku at first and siding with bakugou, whos first action was to mock izuku again, when it was absolutely clear he wasnt in the right state and second, momo creating a fucking "asylum chair" they wanted to use to drug izuku and drag him back to ua against his will - she lost A LOT of my respect for her in that moment and I dont think she will ever win it back! I will not go into detail again, about everything wrong with bakugous apology! That whole abnormination of an apology was nothing more then the biggest insult to human intelligence and 95% of the fandom did eat that shit up!

#bnha #anti bakugou #anti katsuki bakugou

[halcyon-nitro]

Sorry it took so long I’ve been really busy then there was some family drama 😅

Kaina-

Everything but mainly her backstory. I love tragic characters she’s the definition of tragedy. I also love her snarkiness and sarcasm especially when she talks to all for one. I know it’s cause she was dead inside but I still enjoyed the sarcasm.

I wish she was in the manga more cause she’s the most interesting character to me

That one panel in the lovely lady nagant where she sees the children and her hands covered in blood and that one in 378. (And literally every panel she was in 379 that was the most badass thing she’s done)

Hmmm I don’t really have one I really liked every panel she was in.

Not really a situation but we literally know almost nothing about her time in Tartarus not even what her cell looked like. Solitary Confinement fucks people up and definitely is a major reason of why she joined All For One (cough*deadinside*cough)

Several actually I’ll list a few roleswap with Hawks and/or Chisaki. One where she joins the Shie Hassaikai. An au where she didn’t explode and ended up teaming up with Izuku. One where the commission still exists so she goes on a revenge quest.

Hawkeye I was actually watching it before I wrote this up and I thought of her when I watched one of the episodes.

I know I talk about InkoNagant a lot but my absolute favorite Otp with her is LadyMight I love their parallels.

InkoNagant

IzuNagant just no.

Hawks, Deku, or Chisaki

She needs hearing aids cause of using her quirk without hearing protections (the explosion from afo did her no favors), she loves plushies like this women has a plushie collection and everything (post war) (besides she deserves a plushie collection she’s been through some shit)

Chisaki-

His character design! I love it so so much! The mask is probably one of the coolest masks I’ve ever seen and his outfit is just 👌👌👌

Again how underutilized he is in my opinion he’s the best villian and honestly could’ve played a much bigger role.

When he recruits Rappa and the manga panel where his fingers divide the panels.

Hmmm I’m actually not sure I’m not the best at criticism honestly

His past

I was thinking one where he actually gets brought to grandpa yakuza or whatever by Nagant.

Hunter x Hunter

Chronohaul

Nemoto x Overhaul (idk there ship name could be cool I think)

OverDeku (idk why people be shipping deku with anyone)

Nagant

Hmmm I’m actually not to sure Chisaki isn’t one of those characters I think about a lot.

#lady nagant #overhaul

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#5

So is the little villain au DFO? If so, it's hilarious to imagine AFO's reaction when he tracks down this new upstart villain who's been making a nightmare for the HPSC (good) but hasn't paid proper homage to him (bad), only to find out its his adorable five year old, founding a new criminal empire already! They grow up so fast! Now he can have all sorts of new daddy son experiences!

Yeah this is basically what happened, at first All for One thought someone was using Izuku because his son was five, but nope, Izuku did it all on his own. You can imagine the whiplash All for One got from finding this out, for a man that has seen everything that was a first. Although how I imagined them meeting changed this was originally the prompt for it:

All for One had been struggling through a unnecessarily hard process of meeting the boss of a growing villainess organisation, that seems to know how everything goes before it happens. But no matter how much All for One tried, the members refuse to let him have any contact with their leader. It isn't until after he forces his way into one of the organisations strong holds and finally come face to face with their mysterious leader did he realise why they been so relucted.

"What's wrong?" A four year old with green curly hair, and freckles yawned, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Having just woken up from his afternoon nap, something he couldn't escape from these days.

All for One stared down at his four old son, sleepily tumble off his bed, blanket still in hand. "Oh" All for One whispered, not quite sure if he should be proud or angry, so he chose surprised instead.

582 notes - Posted March 12, 2022

#4

I know it's not official so grain of salt; but this is really sus that AFO knows that A) Bakugou grew up watching All might winning and wanting to be just like him (to win). B) The fact that he also knows that Bakugou was blinded by his ego, instead of what Tomura though of before was that Bakugou was oppressed in hero society. And C) AFO knows that Bakugou feared being in Izuku shadow no matter how hard he tried to be stronger then Izuku.

it's disturbing that AFO knows so much about Bakugou fears that have stemmed from his childhood, and considering that Bakugou was friends with the doctors grandson, I have a feeling AFO been keeping an eye on Bakugou for a lot longer then realises.

674 notes - Posted July 22, 2022

#3

Please tell us more about tiny villain, time-traveller, Izuku. It’s a delightful au

Sure!

Some more funny facts over this:

-Despite being a five year old boy who looks like a cinnamon roll that could kill you, Nagant find Izuku miles better then her old employees and becomes the wine aunt group.

-She convinces Hawks to join them via hot gossip, chicken wings and the joint power of flipping off the commission together.

-All for One follows around Izuku when the boy is doing his jobs, so you have little pre-school Izuku running around trying to set up an organisation with All for One chilling in the background, occasionally helping Izuku reach tall places.

-This backfires one day when they run into All Might at the shops.

-Izuku stops Toya from exploding into flames by spraying water on him every time he burst into flames.

-Toya follows Izuku soon after, he say it's because of the fire resistance quirk he got, but Toya also set Izuku up to play with Shoto every now and again, so yeah.

-When AFO finds out Izuku ate the replica of his quirk to get it, he never lets the child live it down.

-Izuku also takes quirks from AFO, but never anyone else, he get's them ethically, like a good kid, AFO the exception.

-Izuku meets Tomura and humbles him real fast, but then Tomura also basically adopts Izuku as his little brother

-Inko is has an interesting backstory in this AU.

-Izuku doesn't know All for One is his dad, everyone else guess it five minutes into seeing them together.

-Doctor Ujiro and Izuku hate each others guts, but unfortunately the Doc is the only one who can treat the All for One quirk and Izuku injuries.

-Izuku lowkey ditches bakugou because there are more pressing matters and bakugou actually misses Izuku.

-Izuku really underestimates learning to control All for One the quirk.

730 notes - Posted March 11, 2022

#2

Izuku travels back in time fix it AU...with a twist.

11 pm idea that hit me one night (might have been done before but hey, here's my turn at the idea) Izuku is transported back into his Five year old self, and has the chance to do everything all over again; and makes things right this time...

But there are several problems getting in the way of saving everyone, namely that he's a quirkless five year old, that has none of his friends, allies or strength he had in his teens. All of them don't know he exist, plus half of them are toddlers. There's also a lot of stuff that won't happen until much later, not to mention he isn't sure how a lot of stuff came to be. He has no idea how Dabi survived were toga grew up, and Tomura has already killed his family four years prior and is living somewhere with All for One.

He knows won't get OFA until he's fifteen, and he's not even sure he might this time around. Because changing history means that All Might won't get injured and never have a reason to pass it on. Getting it when he's four would be impossible since he's young, and because people might not believe him when he say's he from the future, and can he blame them?

So after thinking over all the options, Izuku decides that if he can't be a hero, then he's going to be a villain...or at least pretend to be one so that he can stop the villains before they become huge threats. Basically Izuku decides to fight fire with fire, which he cranks up to 100 because he know a way to get a strong power that could go toe to toe with All for One and the person to go to get it from.

So Izuku sneaks into All for One doctors office and get's a hold of the replica of All for One quirk, with added hijinks. Now Izuku my have the replica nicely stored away in a glass tube, but he doesn't know how to acquire it... so he just decides to eat it because it worked the first time.

It's not meant to work like that, but for Izuku it does, after falling sick for like three days. Because eating a quirk wasn't the best idea. But who cares Izuku now got All for One, foresight on future events and his New villain career to kick off at the ripe old age of five.

And boy does he go off with a bang, by breaking Nagant out of Tartarus (Izuku needed a body guard, and Nagant was innocent), convincing hawks to run away from the HC (it was Nagant idea really) and recruiting the number two hero eldest son (Well Toya more recruited himself) among other things.

This unsurprisingly, this get's All for One's attention, but Izuku sure that he won't get caught because who would expect "quirkless five year old Deku" to the the next be up and coming villain? Apparently All for One, because the guy awkwardly walks in to his preschool one day, picks him up and is both quite shocked and amused to find this villain, that's been causing the Hero commission so much strife, is just a four year old boy.

Izuku thinks this might be the end, but instead of snipping of this bud before it grow, All for One decides he'll let Izuku keep doing what he's doing, because the whole things amusing. Except Izuku still "only a baby, not quite a big bad villain yet" so All for One will be "probably supervising" Izuku growth into villainy.

Izuku doesn't know weather to yell in joy at getting a one up on All for One or scream in anguish that now he's got the worst villain in the world making him his personal pet project.

Izuku decides to burn that bridge when he get's there.

I have more of this AU if anyone wants to know about it, but just baby toddler villain Izuku getting followed around by his older villain father, during his first errands. All dress up in his preschool uniform carry several books on "how to commit crimes and get away with it" well telling AFO to buzz off.

1,658 notes - Posted March 11, 2022

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Fun chapter this week.

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[problemswithbooks]

He did not make Japan dependent on America hori did what most mangaka do when it comes to America and I read enough manga that when they do foreigners it very cringe and annoying I say this as a Chinese American and made them stubborn and follow there own thing plus he did a sort of homage to American comics

Star looks like captain marvel mix with GI Jane I felt she was thrown in to show homage to comic books and lady nagant was based on wanted movie with Angelina Jolie hori was definitely having fun with those girls too bad he basically wasted them they could both be so interesting

Different asks, but related.

Yeah, Hori was defiantly paying homage to American comics with Star. I genuinely liked how she looked and was a little annoyed when I saw some people said she was ugly. Like, I get people were annoyed because she was American, but her design was cool, and to me it's a little insensitive to call a more masculine looking woman ugly.

I don't know where people got the idea it made Japan dependent on America. She died for one, and second, Japan is actively asking for help. People acted like she just showed up for zero reason--America butting in where it's not wanted. Said she was a bad Hero because she tried to kill Shigaraki, even though she never actually put anyone in harms way to do so.

As for Nagant--yeah, I knew about him basing her off of a movie he saw. Was not surprised in the slightest.

Personally, if you asked me who to remove from the story it would be Nagant, because without a huge story overhaul she doesn't really belong there. Her design and concept are great, but Hori broke the story by including her and her backstory.

I've seen people complain that the fandom forgets the fact that Society was so blinded by All Might they didn't notice all the murder, but the story does that too. Mainly because, as you said, Hori watched a movie one night and wanted to put it in his story even though it didn't fit.

Star wasn't needed, but even so she didn't disrupt the story by bringing it anything ground breaking. Her Quirk was ridiculously OP but it died with her. Star being in the story doesn't retroactively add a whole lot of worldbuilding that was never even hinted at before. She's just there and then gone again.

As much as nothing scenes and characters are annoying, they are skippable. Lady Nagant is weird because she is both super important, yet also disposable. Her plot line did nothing to really change anything, or give Izuku some epiphany. She, and anything related to her backstory is promptly throw out the window as soon as she explodes and goes off into that black void Hori likes to store his adult female characters.

#ask #thanks for the ask! #bnha #mha #bnha critical #Sorry for the Lady N rant #but her character still really bugs me #mainly because she could have been really cool #and been used better by the story #but Hori didn;t actually want to explore a super corrupt HPSC #he just wanted to have his sexy lamp #be an assassin like in a movie he saw #clearly didn't think through all the implications of adding that in #like Star was unnecessary #but you can just skip the fight if it annoys you #you can with LN to but say that alone shows how poorly integrated she was #you should not be able to skip the part where it turns out a major government agency has been killing people behind everyone's back #but in mha you sure can

[a-hobit]

Here’s me — self indulgently hugging Deku because both him and I need it😭

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[bitchlessbkg]

honest opinion? deku accepting bakugou’s hand/help now would be underwhelming for their relationship buildup. the hand holding between them and reaching out was the first step leading to their misunderstandings of each other, and in the end when they accept each other’s hands it will be when the misunderstandings are cleared, and they just aren’t there yet.

bakugou would fight it, of course. he’d be persistent, but just because that’ll happen doesn’t mean deku’s gonna willingly do it. deku is stubborn as hell too, and this is about deku trying to protect him. i feel like if bakugou were to help him now it’ll be the “giving help that’s not asked for” aspect of what makes a true hero, what deku has done for him many times before (think of their fight aganist allmight where deku carried bakugou out of the gates despite bakugou’s wishes for deku to cross the gate without him so they can pass).

also, deku’s like, FRESHLY TRAUMATIZED from watching his mentors/teachers get hurt in the war, and the very guy coming to be by his side now was the one who took a fatal hit for him. let’s not forget about nagant either, who also gave deku hope but exploded once deku a and her accepted each other’s hand. expecting the person who almost died for deku to ease his worries about the people helping him getting hurt because of him? highly unlikely. i’d actually hate for deku’s trauma to be sped through like that. he needs more than one person to be alright and ease his worries, and bakugou may be the last person he speaks to, and when HE’S ready to speak to him (like bakugou came to him in deku vs kacchan 2. deku didn’t seek him out, bakugou went to him willingly).

one more thing - this is about the CHASE. deku hasn’t directly pushed bakugou specifically away yet (he left ALL of his friends, and hasn’t singled out bakugou like bakugou has to him. it’s about the parallels). i believe this is the time where bakugou will be rejected outright, the first of MANY. his atonement is going to be a struggle, there’s no easy way to atone and the person you’re atoning to won’t always accept you as easily. it’s bakugou’s turn to chase deku now and clear up the misunderstandings and fear that deku has. remember, deku may misread bakugou’s atonement. he may not even KNOW that he’s atoning, and this newfound explicit care from bakugou could be confusing and overwhelming. dude took a fatal blow out of no where for deku after telling him that he only followed him because of his own personal grudge (you know, like a liar, because we all know that he was worried about deku and also went because he was scared for him). having bakugou’s chase be mostly off screen and have him just accepted like that when they still have misunderstandings and unsolved business and deku’s trauma still present? no. i actually believe that will be a disservice to their relationship and deku’s character growth. deku tried many times to get through to bakugou and failed many times, and only when bakugou was ready was deku able to get an understanding of him. bakugou needs to work for that now and put in that effort. again, it’s about the parallels.

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[junikshanasar]

bnha chapter 315 thoughts

why was I even worried, Deku is Deku XD

Save first, think/talk later:

This is how Deku’s always been, but what’s most potent about it now is that he has the power to back this behaviour up. Like seriously, he got way stronger after the time skip, even though it’s only been a few months.

Like, same Lady Nagant, same. He has the power, and the drive:

This is just screenshots isn’t it? But for real the manga is one by one answering all the questions I had in my post about chapter 314. Deku is the real deal because he saves people in multiple ways. We’ve seen him talk a lot, but as Lady Nagant implies, actions tend to speak louder, particularly after what she’s experienced. I think the issue with getting through to Kota during the Training Camp Arc was also a similar matter of actions over words, but you can truly see how Deku, and his morals, have grown since the beginning of the series.

Basically, he’s learned to examine the different shades of gray in the hero world, because there is no black and white at all. Just shades that are darker or lighter depending on what angle you view, or who is viewing. The biggest show of this is his admirable analytical abilities have expanded outside of just quirks: he’s learnt to look at people. We’ve seen him learn the lesson of perspective multiple times, through Kota, through Gentle, heck, through that kid with the poison gas quirk in the Team-Up Missions spin-off.

The accumulation of that is in the middle of an intense fight, Deku is able to discern that Lady Nagant is not truly out to hurt/kill him, or even Chisaki. He acknowledges everything she’s experienced and done, but is able to recognize that despite it all she still has the soul of a hero. In the comments of this chapter on the site I read, a lot of people pointed out a neat piece of symbolism, which is that Deku grabbed the bloodied hand she’d been so afraid to touch people with:

His ability to believe in people and see the good in them might be a typical shounen protagonist/hero trope, but in Deku’s case you can see how his beliefs are not unfounded. We’ve watched him grow and learn, and he gives reasons for what he thinks. On the other hand, we can rest assure he isn’t an ignorant saint and will do what needs to be done after his confrontation with Muscular. 

Deku’s headed is a good direction \(￣︶￣*\))

(and can I just say I’m so glad they didn’t make him emo in this new arc because a) not in character or realistic, and b) that’d just be kinda annoying and cliche, because when the hero world has become so dark, Deku staying Deku is exactly what we need, and the kind of person he should be if he intends to be a hero)

Putting that aside, omg did anyone else freak when lady nagant up n’ exploded because All for One knows about the antagonist-to-ally trope and straight up killer queen-ed her like i was about to riot because you just introduced this gorgeous and likeable women and now you’re gonna yeet her-

Thank goodness for Hawks, really. But he seems low on feathers? Maybe they just didnt show them cause he can move his feathers around? 

But like even though his wings are practically non-existent, he only sent out like a couple feathers, which clearly didnt do anything to catch lady nagant because he lunged to catch her himself:

I know Dabi roasted his wings but I thought his feathers would grow back by now, cause his voice seems healed. Nothing but questions in the Final Arc, huh? 

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[class1akids]

Like I'm so shocked by 316's dialogue. Every character except for afo felt off kilter. How could this have come from hori's pen? He usually cares so much about what he's writing. So is it just this arc or the story as a whole? Worried that he's rushing and stumbling to the finish line.

AFO felt on point - but only because he's doing that evil villain monologuing - the rest was just... underwhelming??? I guess...It sounded somewhat better to me in the VIZ than in the scanlation, but still not engaging...

I think this is the problem with all the endless no-jutsu - and my personal dislike of preachy character moments.

Anyways, I'm personally pretty disappointed with this entire Nagant / Overhaul loop. What I can see, all it gave us was:

- Some over-the-top, not well-explored dirt on the HPSC

- More convenient power-ups for Deku with some pretty bad Mary Sue moments

- A character that was stepping stone to be duped by AFO, immediately turned by Deku, used by AFO again, seemingly getting back her agency only to be used by AFO again.

- She also spent some time hyping up Deku, then hyping up Hawks.

- Overhaul's purpose in the arc is even more puzzling. I personally had a hard time watching how broken he was, even if he's evil, it just made me uncomfortable. I understand Deku's point I guess, but I also don't see how it makes the world a better place not letting him see the Boss, who is Eri's grandfather and is a life to be saved as well. Like nobody seemed to give a shit about whether the guy can be saved.

- Deku watching someone he tries to save explode and getting more edgy.

- A way to get to the predictably empty mansion.

- Cliffhanger. Every fucking chapter. So so so sick of cliffhangers.

#bnha 316 #i'm so ready to go away from this #bnha manga spoilers

[trashyswitch]

Sergeant (Sgt.) Jackson

Jameson has a secret that no one truly knows about. He has managed to keep it under wraps, but has left bits and pieces of his secret in his room to look at. One night, his secret becomes incredibly hard to hide, and someone catches him doing some...very violent actions...

Disclaimer: This fan fiction talks about World War I, and the traumatic experiences behind it. If you are sensitive to these topics or you have a family member that is, feel free to close out of this fic.

For the rest of you, read at your own risk.

Dialogue in {these} are his memories, good and bad.

Dialogue in [these] are the written words on the laptop he types on.

Dialogue in (these) represent extra information.

{Bombs exploding...

5 Gunshot sounds every second...

Dirt and mud all over your uniform...

people lying down dead on either side of you...

Jameson hides himself under the trenches, his Mosin-Nagant M1891 musket rifle hugged against his chest.

Jameson turns to his right, and watches a soldier get shot in the shoulder. The soldier falls backwards, landing in the dirt. Jameson shakes his head to focus on the task at hand. He readies his rifle, double checks his bullet count and takes a deep breath before lifting himself above the trenches to shoot. He fired his gun, pulled the slide back to reload the gun, and fired again. He repeated this action multiple times and shot towards any heads that were available to shoot.

Suddenly, before he could even think, a bullet came flying, and hit the man. As if in slow motion, Jameson came crashing down, falling backwards and feeling his body hit the hard ground with a loud thump. }

All of a sudden, Jameson gasped and opened his eyes awake. He sat himself up swiftly and felt his forehead for any bullet wounds. No holes, no pain, no nothing. It was just another nightmare. Thank God. Jameson looked around the room, and noticed how dark his window was. Then, Jameson turned his head towards the clock: 1:27.

These nightmares occurred once in a while. But, he's never woken up in the middle of the night before. This was brand new. So he got up, lit up a lantern and looked around his room. There was a corner of his room dedicated to boxes of old stuff. On the wall were multiple things from Jameson's life: a crumpled letter he had put in a picture frame, a couple rolls of film of his first motion pictures, a poster of his JJ's Jolly Jaunts show, and his personal favorite: his military hat with the British symbol on the front. Jameson smiled as he felt the top of his brown wool trench hat. It still had a bit of dirt stained on the top, and the white British symbol on the front had turned a beige brown from the dirt alone. He carefully lifted the hat off the nail, and placed it on his head. Flashbacks to his recruitment came back to him. The day he lined up alongside other soldiers, who volunteered their time to serve for their country.

Wanting to see the hat on him again, Jameson looked in the mirror. The hat still fit him surprisingly, and it looked like the only thing that really changed in those years, was his haircut. Jameson smiled at his reflection.

Soon though, his smile began to fade as flashbacks to the war entered his head. These flashbacks used to always haunt him. But at this point, Jameson had grown somewhat insensitive to him. The memories didn't make him happy nor sad, for the former sergeant was used to the gloomy memories of his war days. The only time his insensitivity would turn to pain and grief, was around Remembrance Day. But, the pain wouldn't last all day. Thankfully, his roommates showed their gratitude and appreciation for their free country. The poppies reminded them of the millions that died, and the thousands that survived and lived to tell the tale.

Though, Jameson's roommates never truly knew how much those poppies meant to him...He's been internally tempted to walk out of his room on Remembrance Day in his full military uniform, but he refused to give in. Though his mind had grown used to the memories, his consciousness reminded him that his friends didn't quite understand what was really was. Jameson despised the idea of his friends learning a new side of war, and seeing his friends cry over such a painful subject. So, he kept it hidden in plain sight: his bedroom walls.

As Jameson hung up his hat once again, Jameson played memory after memory in almost perfect order. It didn't take long for Jameson to reach his worst memories: The Nurse's station.

{Pain! So much pain! Every single sharp cut gave him excruciating pain! Immediately after the sharp pain, came even more pain as the nurse cleaned the blood off with a cloth. The feeling of a cloth against his severely bleeding wound hurt so much! A fabric like that should NEVER be placed on an open cut!}

Jameson could feel his eyes welling up with tears, as his hand gently fluttered itself across his neck. There, on his neck, was a scar. a long one at that. The scar started from the top of his Adam's apple, to the hole in between the collar bones (sternal notch). Painful flashbacks started going through his head...

{Jameson walk up on a hospital bed. He was tired, and was struggling with slight breathing issues. Thinking his lungs had been damaged, he laid there, waiting for a nurse to arrive. He was in a white tent, filled with multiple hospital beds with injured people surrounding him. In those beds, were groaning soldiers who were bandaged up. A man in a bed across from him, was grunting and hissing as a nurse cleaned his bullet wound. Jameson sighed and reached his hand onto his head, to feel for any bandages.

Thankfully, there were no bandages on his head. Jameson felt down his face, feeling to make sure his face wasn't wounded. No wounds or pain on his face. Then, Jameson made the mistake of touching his neck...Jameson let out a cry of pain, which sounded raspy and only made the pain even worse. Jameson's eyes widened as he slowly, softly and carefully touched his bandaged throat. The front of his neck was injured with a bullet wound, and every breath he took felt like there was something in his trachea. Jameson, fearing for the worst, reached his hand back and felt for any painful wounds in the back. It only took 2 little pokes to create tons of pain in the back of his neck. Jameson let out yet another raspy yell, and retracted his hand from the painful neck. Looking at his hand, he couldn't help but notice the blood spill, that had leaked onto his hand from the bandage.

This only confirmed his thought: Jameson's bullet wound had an entrance wound, and an exit wound. So, the bullet was not in his body.

"Don't touch it." Someone warned beside him. Jameson looked up, and saw a female doctor and a nurse standing beside him.

"What ha-"

"Don't talk either." The nurse warned. "The bullet went through your larynx, and damaged your vocal chords. We are going to need to operate in order to remove the damage." The nurse explained. Jameson's eyes widened. Operate? They're gonna need to cut him open?!

"What-"

"I said no talking." The nurse repeated. Jameson closed his mouth and whimpered in fear. "No vocal sounds, until we've cut out the damage. The more you talk, the worse the damage becomes." The doctor ordered him. Jameson gulped. He wanted to apologize, but that required using the one thing he couldn't use. So, Jameson kept quiet.

"Nurse, hold his head back, using the sides of his head. We need to make this very quick, so we don't want any moving during this operation." The Doctor told her nurse. the nurse nodded in understanding, and grabbed the sides of his head.

"Don't worry. it won't take long." the nurse reassured him. Jameson's breathing slowed slightly, for a few seconds.}

Jameson snapped himself out of it. The hand that held onto his throat, had started to grip and tighten in anger and fear. Unable to handle the memories going through his head, he threw his hand away from his throat and grabbed his empty rifle off of the wall. Jameson wrapped the gun and strap around his body and opened up a drawer. There, in his drawer, were several bags of rifle bullets. Jameson grabbed them, put them in his pocket and headed out his room door.

Jameson walked down the hall, out to the patio and out into the large backyard. Though the backyard was dark, it was still visible enough thanks to the lanterns that were hung up, and the solar lights that were hammered into the ground. Surrounding the backyard, were several trees. Jameson took off his gun and pulled the slide back to insert a bullet. Then, pushing the slide forward, Jameson readied his hands. The feeling of the gun in his hands was mostly familiar, yet slightly foreign thanks to the decade-long break he took from shooting. aiming his gun with his dominant eye, he focused his eye towards a tree...and...

*BAM!* The gun declared, blasting the bullet right into the tree. The bullet zoomed into the tree and got stuck right into the middle of the tree trunk. Jameson's eyes widened before looking down at his familiar gun. Though Jameson had taken good care of his rifle over the years, he was surprised it still worked as well as it did. Jameson walked over and examined the new hole. Not bad...for a comeback. Jameson walked back to the spot he was standing on before, and pulled out another bullet. Pulling the slide back, Jameson reloaded and pushed the slide forward. Then, readying his hands, he bent his shoulders down and matched his dominant eye with the aiming eye on the top. He readied his finger...and...

*BAM!* Another bullet went flying, but practically missed the tree and hit the edge of another tree, before falling and making a cloud of dust and dirt. Jameson grunted to himself and walked over to retrieve the bullet. He looked around the ground, and soon found the shiny golden bullet within the bland, brownish dirt. As Jameson walked back to his shooting range, Jameson reloaded his gun, using the golden bullet that failed the first time. Jameson turned himself around towards the trees again, and readied his hands once again. He aimed the gun using his dominant eye, and without even thinking about it, started moving certain levers to fix his aiming eye above the gun. Jameson readied his hand on the trigger...and...

*BAM!* The bullet went flying, hitting a tree trunk, and managing to knock off a chunk of bark as well. Jameson was about to walk over, when:

"JAMIE! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" Someone shouted behind him. Jameson turned around, taking his gun with him. without even remembering the consequences, Jameson pointed the gun at the man behind him. A high pitched, fearful yelp could be heard from the man in front of him. His head still near the gun, his eye focused onto a black t-shirt. Jameson lifted the gun, and gazed his eyes on a frightful man with a red hat. Jameson slowly but surely walked himself up to the man, examining him. Logically, he recognized this wasn't a soldier. But consciously, he saw the man as just a bystander, who should be killed for finding him...

That was, until Jameson snapped out of his trance and realized who this really was: Chase Brody. Chase had his hands up in surrender as he tried to keep his cool. Though, it's not really easy trying to keep your cool when a close friend of yours is pointing a gun at your face, let alone a man who shouldn't be in possession of such guns...

"Jamie...Think about what you're doing..." Chase told him. Jameson's eyes slowly widened as he realized what he was doing: He was pointing a gun at his best friend! Jameson slowly lowered the gun. Chase slowly walked up to him, and carefully attempted to grab the gun out of his hand. But, Jameson pulled back and hugged his precious gun. For if it weren't for his gun, he wouldn't be alive right now...

So, afraid he may use it against someone or something, Chase slowly walked up towards him, and gripped the gun with both hands. Next, to get the gun off of the man, Chase jerked himself to scare the man. But, unbeknownst to Chase, this would not be as easy as he thought...Jameson didn't move. He didn't flinch, he didn't even blink! He just stayed still, holding the gun with a predator-like stare in his eyes. So, without even a second to consider the consequences, Chase bashed Jameson's chest with the gun, and attempted to slip it out of his hands. And surprisingly, it worked...but at what cost? Jameson still had that numb, predator-like facial expression. He looked like he was planning to lunge at the man. However, Chase didn't notice the facial expression was still there.

"What on earth were you thinking? Shooting a gun like this in the backyard!" Chase shouted. Jameson jumped back, his facial expression turning to surprised fear. "You realize this is illegal without a license, right?" Chase added. Jameson's face slowly morphed into a slightly angry, mostly confident face.

'I know.' Jameson signed.

"Then why the hell are you shooting a gun like this?! Hell, WHERE did you get a gun like this?!" Chase asked, looking around at the big thing, that was over half his body height. Upon examination, Chase noticed some white, faded paint on the strap.

(Sgt. J. Jackson)

"...who- you wrote your name on it?" Chase asked.

'It's mine.' Jameson told him.

"Well I know it's yours. You obviously bought it. But WHY, IN THE WORLD, do you have one of these?! Are you a hunter or something?" Chase asked, before examining the gun once again. This time, his examining of the old gun was more rough than gentle, which made Jameson very nervous. It was incredibly old after all, and he wanted to preserve it for as long as possible.

'Careful! You're gonna break it!' Jameson warned him.

"Aw come on Jamie. It can't be that old." Chase told him, completely naive to the situation. Jameson began to grow angry. How DARE he handle his special gun like that?! He should be treating it like the vintage object it is! Or else, it's gonna get broken!

'Stop! It's fragile!' Jameson warned him angrily.

"Oh please! What I'm doing, is nothing compared to what YOU were just doing! You were using it! Something you claim to be 'fragile', should not be used like that!" Chase argued, before dropping it 2 feet onto the ground. Jameson gasped and clenched his fists, horrified at Chase's rough handling and at the thought of it being broken. With all the mechanical sounds it made upon impact, Jameson couldn't tell if it was just shaking machinery, or broken pieces. Either way, Jameson was furious!

Jameson's face morphed into pure rage, before he sprinted up to the man and tackled him onto the ground. Who does he think he is, handling a century old item that roughly! He should be ashamed of himself! That was an irreplaceable item! If that item broke, he couldn't get it fixed! 1900's Gunsmiths didn't exist anymore! And even if they did, Jameson didn't know anyone who could fix such a thing.

Jameson breathed furiously through his teeth. He sounded like an angry bear. Chase's face had changed into pure fear! He had NEVER seen Jameson THIS angry before! This wasn't Jamie at all! This was a completely different person! In an attempt to tell Chase how he felt, Jameson let in a quick and sharp breath, and screamed!

Chase closed his eyes and turned his face away in pure, genuine fear. With his sympathetic nervous system kicked in, Chase could only freeze in place. He couldn't fight! That could make the man even more angry! And he couldn't flee! How could he flee an angry man like this?! Chase could only stay freeze in place, and hyperventilate until Jameson stopped screaming.

Only...Chase soon realized that the screaming wasn't even screaming at all...it was whisper yelling. Chase slowly turned his face towards Jameson again as he tried to process what Jameson was trying to do.

It didn't take long for Jameson to also realize his scream was was just one long whisper. In surprise, Jameson stopped his yell, and let in some tired breaths before bringing his hand up to his throat and feeling it. The scar...it was still there...He couldn't talk, yell, even whimper if he wanted to. his vocal cords were completely destroyed. In frustration and anger, Jameson's grip on his throat tightened, as more growls left his mouth. Then, his hand let go and joined his other hand as he clenched his face and covered his eyes with his clenched fists in pure anger. He couldn't tell Chase what he wanted! He couldn't tell Chase anything!

Jameson's body began to shake, as sobs began to overcome his body. Traumatic memories of his surgery began unconsciously filling his brain. The endless pain that the surgeon put him through! The frustration of not having a voice anymore! The anger that welled up inside him! The yearning for revenge against the soldier that robbed him of his voice! It all started coming out in endless sobs. Soon, Jameson's gripped head made contact with Chase's chest. Jameson was angry, but exhausted after expressing that anger. His brain was fatigued. He was sick and tired of keeping all the war memories inside his head. It was way too much for a man to handle! And to top it off, Jameson was immortal. He had survived for more than a century, without growing old. If he had grown up and gotten physically older, Jameson might've been able to handle the memories better. But since Jameson's body never aged, Jameson had to look in the mirror at the very young man that survived the war so many years ago. Everyday, looking at the mirror reminded him of the same, recognizable face that got home from war with traumatizing memories in his head. And now? Chase has seen his worst. His war face, his gun, even his meltdown was a sign of Jameson's haunting past.

Meanwhile, Chase had been softly rubbing Jameson's hair and curled back, in an attempt to sooth him. Chase had so many questions to ask the man. But for now, all Chase could do was calm him through the endless, pain-stricken meltdown. Whatever happened to Jameson, was clearly something traumatic. Chase could easily theorize that the meltdown had something to do with his voice. Did the man have a voice before he met him? If so, how did he lose it? Did the throat scar he's seen countless times, have something to do with it? What in the world happened for Jameson, that he would need to shoot a gun in the backyard? Heck, how did Jameson have such a thing in his possession?! Did he buy it? Did he get a license without telling anyone? Or...was there a secret story that no one knew about, except for the dapper boy himself? Was Jameson even the dapper boy they knew and loved?! Or...was he someone else...hidden under a theater facade?

After a long 35 minutes of crying and comfort, Jameson's crying had begun to slow. His cheeks and hands were covered in tears, and his sobbing whisper noises were shaky. Chase had laid his chin on the man's head, and was now playing with his hair, rather than rubbing it. Jameson started to control his breathing, and try to breath in calmly rather than shaky. The mental strain of keeping his thoughts in were a lot less heavy, but he felt the need to talk it out. Tell everyone every single secret he'd been keeping since he met them.

Jameson lifted his head off of Chase and looked him in the eyes for the first time. Chase moved his hand off of his head, and looked back at Jameson. His eyes were no longer angry, full of fight or frustrated. His eyes were filled with pain. His eyes screamed 'help me', and his facial expression told Chase 'everything hurts'. Just by looking at Jameson's eyes alone, Chase felt the urge to wanna cry with him. He felt tears starting to well up, and allowed them to fall. He didn't start sobbing or whimpering. He just cried silently with him. Chase moved Jameson's messy bangs out of his eyes, and gave him a small, empathetic smile.

"How do you feel?" Chase asked the man.

Jameson looked away for a minute, before looking back at him. 'I'm ready to go now.' Jameson signed. Chase nodded and lightly squeezed his shoulder. Jameson got off of Chase, and picked up his rifle. He put it over his shoulder, and looked towards Chase. When he felt ready, Chase sat himself up as well, and got himself up onto his feet. Then, both adults opened up the patio door and walked into the house.

After taking off his shoes, Jameson sat at the table and started playing with his hands on the table. Chase walked over to his room, and came back to the kitchen with two laptops. After opening up a document and sharing it with the other laptop address, he opened up the other laptop and opened up the shared document. Now, both laptops had the same document pulled up. Whenever Chase would type something on the one laptop, the other laptop would collect the words as well. 2 laptops, one document.

"Here." Chase said, giving Jameson one of the laptops. "I want you to type what's going through your mind. It doesn't matter if they answer my earlier questions. I just want to know how I can help you." Chase explained.

Jameson looked at the laptop. This was his chance to tell Chase about everything going through his head. His one chance to tell him what's really going on...but...he couldn't put it to words...There were so many things to talk about, he didn't know what to start with...So, Jameson lifted one finger and started typing something.

[...]

Then, Jameson brought his hand back into his lap.

Chase sighed. "Come on, Jamie. You can do it." Chase told him. Jameson looked at him, broken and uninspired. "Here. Let's start with this: tell me about the gun." Chase offered. Jameson looked at the laptop, and sighed before leaning himself in and moving his fingers over the keyboard.

[It's a Mosin-Nagant M1891 Rifle.]

Chase's eyebrows lifted. "Wow...very...specific." Chase reacted. Jameson continued his typing.

[It's my gun. I've had it since I was a teenager.]

"Really? how old do you have to be to get a firearms certificate?" Chase asked. Jameson continued his typing.

[Nowadays, you have to be between the ages of 14, and 15. Back then though, you had to be a certain age to get enlisted into the war, which earned you a firearm. I got enlisted as a 15 year old.] Jameson explained.

Chase's eyes widened. "Oh my go- You were part of the army?!" Chase reacted, unable to believe him. Jameson sighed and continued typing.

[I was, when World War 1 started. My Father had to go off to war. I was the oldest of 3 children, and I couldn't stand the idea of my Father going off to the war on his own. I had to help him, but I wasn't old enough. So, I faked my age and got enlisted.]

"...Dude...you lied to get into war?!" Chase reacted.

[I had to. The Women's Suffrage movement was going around, handing out white feathers to adult men, and calling them cowards for not enlisting themselves. I was given a white feather! They thought I was old enough, and shamed me for not serving my country. The last straw came, when my Dad enlisted himself. I didn't want him going alone.]

"Oh my gosh...I'm sorry Jamie." Chase said, guiltily.

[Besides: I didn't know how traumatic it was gonna be...Who knew that serving your country, meant stomping in mud, watching your fellow soldier members killed, seeing explosions and hearing gunshots every which way? I would've rather lived in the fire-filled gates of hell.]

"Okay...you don't need to talk about anything else if you don't want to. I understand." Chase reassured him, feeling bad for pushing the man to tell him about this stuff.

[No...I want to. I've already started, I minus well finish.]

[I walked through multiple trenches during my time. I received letters once in a while, but rarely any food treats. The food was awful. The worst of the food, was Maconochie. It was a disgusting stew with meat (or what they claimed to be meat), and cut up veggies in gravy. It was disgusting, and I NEVER want to eat it ever again.]

"Eeeehehehew! that sounds terrible!" Chase reacted. Jameson looked at Chase, puzzled. Upon realizing what he did, Chase jolted. "Oh- Sorry! I...I didn't mean to laugh. I didn't even realize I laughed..." Chase told him. Jameson's face softened, as a slight smile showed.

'it's okay.' Jameson signed, before resuming with his typing.

[Our meals were usually either the dreaded Maconochie, or bully beef. Bully beef was literally just corned beef. On top of that, they sometimes served biscuits. But, those biscuits could destroy your teeth if you didn't soak them first.]

Jameson let out a dry laugh at that part. "God...No wonder you ban us from throwing away stale bread! The stale bread is still pretty edible, compared to those biscuits..." Chase mentioned.

[All food wasn't wasted. If you wasted the food, you'd starve that day. Soldiers had only 2 meals a day, and 4,000 calories daily. Though, I will admit that we had tea every day. That was a nice trench luxury. Cold or hot, it was nice to have some tea in your tummy. And, the tea made the bad water more drinkable.]

"Huh...cool." Chase reacted.

[I walked through trenches for 2 years, before getting injured in battle. An enemy shot me right through the neck, damaging my trachea and my vocal cords. The ]

Jameson paused his typing and stared down at the keyboard, struggling to type out the next part.

"...What's wrong?" Chase asked, leaning forward to rub his back. Jameson could feel the urge to want to cry again. It didn't take long for his eyes to fill with tears again.

[The nurses had to operate ]

Jameson wrote, struggling to write much more. Memories of the surgery began going through his head...

{The pain of getting his throat skin pulled aside with retractors, hurt for multiple reasons. Not only was the after pain of the scalpel's cut still hurting him, but the painful feeling of the retractors separating and stretching his skin! It was enough to make tears run down the sides of his eyes!}

[They...cut me open without anesthetic.]

Chase's eyes widened, before his turned his head towards the pain-stricken man. "Oh my god...really? But- I thought anesthetic was around during World War 1!" Chase reacted.

[It was, but they told me after the surgery that they didn't have the time. But, even if they did, they would've chosen to do the surgery without anesthetic either way. they didn't want to risk me dying from oxygen deficiency.]

"Jesus...I couldn't imagine the pain..." Chase reacted.

Jameson let out a dry laugh. 'You don't want to. It was super painful.' Jameson signed.

{Jameson had to handle 2 entire hours of that pain. Halfway through the procedure, the doctors discovered some bad news.

"The vocal cords are too damaged...We have to remove the entire larynx." One of the nurses told her staff.

Jameson's eyes widened. WHAT?! THEY HAVE TO REMOVE ALL HIS VOCAL CHORDS?! Jameson wanted to protest! He didn't want this! He'd rather die than live without a voice! But...he couldn't tell them anything. They couldn't waste any time to look at his game of charades! They had to keep going, before an infection set in! Jameson had no choice...but to accept his voiceless fate, and deal with the sharp pain that overcame his body next...}

[They cut out everything, and sewed my trachea together. The recovery was painful, physically AND mentally. Though I got some morphine for the pain, it took me a long time to come to terms with having no voice. The only time I felt okay with having no voice, was when my career in theater started. The motion pictures were silent and replaced with orchestra music and dialogue slides, so I didn't have to speak at all. I just had to over-pronounce my lips and act dramatically.]

"Wow...so, acting actually helped you feel better about your lack of voice..." Chase clarified. Jameson nodded.

[That's right. I later went to a school for the deaf, so I could learn sign language. There was a fellow actor who joined me, and learned sign language with me, so he could interpret what I was saying for the rest of the staff.]

"That's awesome!" Chase reacted. "And when I met you at that old vintage store, I whipped out my phone and looked up a bunch of words in sign language so I could befriend you." Chase added.

Jameson laughed and scratched the back of his head. 'The sign language was a bit much...' Jameson admitted.

"Well...I didn't know. I thought you were deaf." Chase told him.

'Yeah...little did you know that I could hear you the whole time. The man behind the desk actually had to tell you that.' Jameson explained, remembering the funny interaction.

{Jameson and Chase had literally just met. Jameson was working at the local thrift store, alongside the cashier that had introduced them. Chase was a frequent visitor who decided one day, to befriend the deaf man. Chase attempted to spell out his name in sign language.

"I don't know if you realize this, but he can hear you perfectly well." The cashier told him. Chase's eyes widened, as he slowly lowered his hand.

"...Really?" Chase, speaking and signing. Jameson nodded slightly awkwardly. Chase practically sunk down on the spot. "God...that's embarrassing..." Chase reacted, utterly embarrassed.

Jameson giggled under his breath. 'Ya. I'm not deaf. I'm mute.' Jameson explained, placing his hands over his ears for 'deaf', and placing his hand over his mouth for 'mute'.

"Oh...I guess that makes things a bit easier then!" Chase said, shrugging his shoulders. "My name's Chase."

Jameson nodded. 'My name is Jameson Jackson.' Jameson signed, signing the letter J, and touching the the J's hook onto his mustache. To end it off, Jameson wiggled his lip, wiggling his mustache back and forth. Chase giggled at the mustache wiggle. It was childish and cartoon-y, but also cute.

"As you can tell, he's very dramatic." the cashier told Chase. Chase laughed at this.

"I can tell. It looks like he purposefully glued the mustache on and everything." Chase told him. Jameson spun the tip of his mustache with his thumb and index finger, before signing 'Thanks, I grew it myself.' and striking a pose.

Even though Chase didn't fully understand what he signed, he still understood what he meant quite well, thanks to the acting aspect. Chase laughed and rolled his eyes. "Show off..." Chase said with a smile.

Jameson began to feel slightly bad, so he brought the conversation back to Chase. 'Hey! I like your facial hair!' Jameson signed, signing 'facial hair' by rubbing his own cheeks and chin. 'Can I...' Jameson started, before signing the word 'touch' by bringing his hands a little close to Chase, and pretending to stroke his beard. Chase's eyes widened, backing up slightly.

"Hey! You can't just ask someone you just met, to touch their beard! That's weird! You should know better!" The cashier yelled.

'It worked with you!' Jameson argued.

"Yeah, and you're lucky I didn't punch you in the face for that!" The cashier defended.

"Hey! How could you punch an adorable bean like Jamie?!" Chase reacted, letting out his words before he regretted them. Jameson and the cashier froze. "...Besides...Jameson could touch my beard any day." Chase added, to make it less awkward. Though, all this really did, was make the situation even more awkward. Jameson could feel his face growing red, and began attempting to cover up his face with his hands.

Meanwhile, the cashier had a very suspicious facial expression. "Hey Jamie...I think we got ourselves a gay boy over here. Are you gay, by any chance?" The cashier commented bluntly, shooting him a smirk and a wink.

Chase looked over at the man. The only sound that left his mouth, was "uh..." before Jameson cut in.

'Dude! Don't ask him if he's gay! you're embarrassing me!' Jameson warned him, his face still red from Chase's comments.

"Aww! Did I embawass youuu?" The cashier asked in a baby voice. Unable to hide his already red face, Jameson could only do one thing: He put his fingers under his chin, and did a sign similarly to the sign 'thank you'...but in fact, he had just signed the words 'F*ck you' to his best friend.

The cashier gasped, before grabbing his hands and bringing them in front of him. "Such language coming from an adorable bean like you!" The cashier teased, before wiggling and squeezing his 5 fingers all over Jameson's ribs and sides. "You, my sir, have chosen a terrible time to be swearing!" The cashier teased further. Jameson bursted out in silent laughter, and began squirming everywhere he could. Chase's eyebrows raised, as his jaw slightly dropped. Jamie didn't have a laugh! I mean...he did, but not a laugh-out-loud type of laugh! His laughter was purely silent and convulsive! Chase moved himself around to get a better angle of Jameson's face. His face was priceless! Jameson's mouth was sparking a bright, toothy grin and his eyes were squeezed shut. His hands, which were being held by the cashier's left hand, were signing as many shaky signs as he could at once!

"Hey Chase! You wanna help me out?" The cashier asked.

Chase shrugged his shoulders. "Sure! I'll help!" Chase replied.

"Great! Hold his hands for me! I need 2 hands for this." The cashier told him, giving Chase his wrists. Chase undid Jameson's shirt sleeves, and held them up so Jameson's hands and wrists were hanging, and capable of signing better. The cashier had started skittering his fingers all over Jameson's ribs, sides, stomach, and even his armpits!

"Wow! You know every ticklish spot!" Chase reacted.

"Of course I do! I've been friends with this little bastard for 6 years!" The cashier admitted.

"Huh...So I guess this is a common occurrence?" Chase guessed.

"Somewhat." The cashier admitted, still tickling the man. }

Chase laughed at the silly memory. They ended up both tickling him that day. "God...And then he wanted me to believe you were over a century old!" Chase said, finishing reexplaining the story.

'Little did you know...' Jameson started.

"It was actually true!" Chase finished his sentence. "And not only that, but you're still ticklish!" Chase added, leaning in to skitter his fingers all over Jameson's belly.

Jameson bursted out laughing and curled into stop the fingers. But, Chase got up from his seat, walked behind him and unloaded his skittery fingers all over Jameson's ribs. Jameson threw his head back and laughed through a wide toothy grin. His eyes grew as wide as donuts, before squeezing shut. His squirming continued back and forth as his body leaned back against Chase's body. Chase's fingers began drilling into Jameson's ribs and wiggling deeply. This caused Jameson's squirming to skyrocket! On top of that, Jameson's hands were reached back, gripping onto the back of the chair. This left Jameson's worst spot open! That silly, naive man...

"I'm gonna do it..." Chase whispered, moving his hands slowly up the ribs. Jameson started frantically shaking the hands off of him, and signing as quickly as he could.

'Don't! Not there!' Jameson signed desperately.

"But Jamie! That's my favourite spot to tickle! I can't say no now! It's too tempting!" Chase argued, moving his hands farther up the middle of his ribs.

'Don't! Don't don't don't don't don't! Please!' Jameson begged.

"I think it's a bit too late for begs now, Jamie..." Chase said, reaching the top 3 ribs. "Because..." Chase added, wiggling his finger on the second top rib. "I reached it!" Chase declared proudly. Chase shoved his fingers into Jameson's armpits proudly, causing Jameson to drop his arms down, trapping Chase's hands in his armpits. Jameson wiggled aggressively, but nothing could stop Chase from tickling his devastatingly ticklish armpits. Jameson had begun kicking the air in front of him, occasionally hitting a wooden piece under the table. Chase was so happy that he was feeling better. Seeing Jameson's World War side, was terrifying to see. This little ticklish moment showed Chase that even if Jameson had dealt with the traumas of World War 1, he was still the Jameson they knew and loved.

Unsurprisingly, it didn't take long for Jameson to turn around and get revenge. Jameson's slithery fingers managed to sneak through his chair and give Chase a few pokes on the sides! That managed to work wonders because before Jamie knew it, Chase was lying on the ground, giggling still. Jameson took that opportunity to get off the chair, and get revenge on Chase.

"EEEK! Wait! JAHAHAHAMIHIHIE! NAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE! I'M TOO TICKLIHIHIHIHISH!" Chase reacted, falling into a newfound giggle fit.

Jameson smiled at Chase's reactions. Chase's laughter was so bubbly! It was so similar to how his own laughter sounded before the surgery. He remembered he had told his co-worker (Who's name was Terry, by the way) that Chase's laughter was almost a perfect resemblance of his own laughter! And the result? Chase ended up getting tickle attacked by him while Terry recorded it. Terry started teasing the poor man during the video, which made Chase INCREDIBLY flustered! Terry ended up emailing the video to him, which Jameson still keeps on his computer to this day. And now, he didn't need that video! He could just make Chase laugh whenever he wanted!

"PLEHEHEHEHEASE! IHIHIHI'M SAHAHARRY!" Chase shouted through his laughter.

Jameson did the puppy dog lips and shrugged his shoulders, before he lifted up Chase's shirt. "Whahahat ahahare yohohou gohonna dohoho?" Chase asked, not liking the mischievous face Jameson was giving him. Jameson pushed Chase's shirt up a little more, before taking a BIG breath in, and...

Giving the man a RASPBERRY!

Chase threw his head back and let every single breath of laughter out. "AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!" Chase's head was shaking back and forth as he begged for the man to stop.

'1 more.' Jameson signed. Before Chase could even say anything, Jameson had already taken a deep breath, and...gave him another raspberry!

"NAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! MEHEHEHEHERCY! MEHEHEHEHEHERCYYYYYY!" Chase pleaded for mercy.

Jameson's face was ecstatic! Jameson had began clapping his hands excitedly, and grinning. If he still had a voice, there most likely would've been a squeal mixed in as well.

"Whahahat's sohoho ehehexcihihiting?" Chase asked, calming down, still letting out some leftover giggles from the tickle attack.

'Your laughter sounds like mine!' Jameson reacted.

Chase's eyes widened. "Wait, what?!" Chase reacted. Jameson nodded. Chase gasped. "Oh my god, seriously?! That's awesome!" Chase reacted. Jameson smiled, looking down at the floor.

'I miss my laugh sometimes.' Jameson admitted. Chase's smile slowly dropped. what replaced it, was a small, empathetic smile.

"It's okay to feel like that. It's something you miss. I miss my kids. A lot. I wish they were still a bigger part of my life." Chase admitted. Jameson looked at Chase, and reflected his empathetic smile. It wasn't the exact same thing, but Jameson respected Chase's attempts to empathize.

Soon, Jameson laid himself down beside Chase and hugged him. Chase hugged Jameson back, feeling bittersweet about the whole thing. Together, they cuddled on the floor until the first alarm in the house went off that morning. No one knew why they were lying down on the floor near the table, why there were laptops on the table and more importantly, why there was a rifle hanging on the chair. But people started to understand everything once they read the computer notes.

They discovered a secret about Jameson. They discovered he was a sergeant in the first world war, and he did the whole thing: Walked the trenches, ate the food, and killed the foes with a rifle gun. Then, he got injured and had to get surgery without anesthetic to save his life. But it wasn't without a painful sacrifice. Not only did he lose his voice, he lost his innocence and part of his identity. If it weren't for his acting career, he may not have gotten any better.

By the time Jameson had woken up, everyone was ready to give him a big group hug. They supported him. They supported him despite the pain he went through, and they proved once again that they love him despite his lack of a voice. Besides: Who needs a voice when you have hands?

To thank Jameson for his service, everyone grabbed poppies from their rooms and put them on. They stood in two lines on either side, ready to salute him when he came out. Soon, Jameson came out in his full military gear, with his hat, his purple heart metal, and his empty rifle wrapped around him. Jameson, to end it off, put on a poppy of his own, to honor the several men who died right beside him in the trenches.

'Thank you.' Jameson signed to his friends.

"You're welcome. And thank YOU, Sergeant Jackson." Chase replied. Jameson rolled and shook his head with a smile. Jameson hadn't heard that name in decades...And surprisingly, it felt good hearing it from his friends.

#ticklefic #angst to fluff #secrets #Discussions of WWI #angst with a hopeful ending

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speaking for myself personally, I'm really peeved by just how RAPIDLY this whole turn of events happened? Nagant was a very promising character even without the last chapter that was basically just her backstory - after getting her story however, she's all of a sudden just...exploded?? LITERALLY out of nowhere - how does that even happen?? it's like whiplash. the way that I think about it, seeing this new arc animated is going to be insanely stressful to watch, not even necessarily because of What's happening, but because of How it's happening. it's just so weird. one minute we're reading Nagant and Deku having a strategic mid-air battle, then we're getting Nagant's backstory, then Deku inevitably gets the upper hand, and now she's on the brink of death?? all in the span of two or three chapters. the story has felt like this for a while tbh ; I'm not a fan of the later chapters of the war arc for this same reason. it feels like it's being rushed for some reason, SO MUCH has happened and yet barely anything has been given the chance to breathe, shit just keeps happening. and it's a shame because this could have hypothetically been the perfect in-between arc to do just that, but we're getting a huge mishmash instead.

Hi anon, this is an idea that I can get behind. I absolutely agree with what you said, and I think it is very on point. Things have been frenetic (for a lack of a better word) lately in the manga, and I read a post somewhere that right around the last turn of the PFW, HK changed editing team, which is also why HK’s schedule has been somehow hectic and the manga feel fragmented with a lot of plot twists but very little ‘content’. I do agree that on screen it might feel just dazzling to see, because Lady Nagant’s story would last around two episodes and yet her addition to the cast basically influences the entire plot in some ways and gives finally a pat on the back to the people who have been arguing that hero society is bad since the dawn of day. It’s still for scenic effect, that Lady Nagant’s death comes like a lightning in a clear sky (this is an Italian saying goes, fulmine a ciel Sereno but I cannot remember a way to express this properly in English, my apologies) and it just does not give satisfaction or anything, but rather lives with a bitter aftertaste in your mouth because it is so promising and then gets abruptly done, as it the idea has been cut just right before reaching its Zenit. It’s frustrating, at best - and plain annoying for the rest. And this is worth for the mini hospital arc, which could have been so much more explored through the lens of the students with the aftermath of the war, seeing them society change and instead we got just a brief hospital scene with Deku still in coma and then a brief reaction to the letter he left, and that’s it. It feels incomplete, and I wish HK would go back to explain it better, but I have a lot of doubts this will happen, as we are kind already too far in a time skip, and it would just feel ever worse to have a flashback, which instead could have been addressed so long ago, giving a breath from all the battle and OfA showing off, and the blatant abuse justification. It’s really a pity, but also we’d have to consider that this might actually be an in-between arc which HK is giving us before slowing the pace and introduce properly all the factors for the final battle (addressing the point I mentioned before, Toga, Bakugou and the rest of the kids after the war, Aizawa, Kurogiri, the UA Traitor). I think that BNHA is still an incredible manga, but like others, it has defects which cannot be justified (one of them being the ‘discrimination’ for female characters which has been a hot topic due to Lady Nagant’s premature fall). 

Also, I am so so sorry I answered this so late, because my mobile app has been hiding/not sending notification and not showing me the ask box, and just oof, I then have forgotten that I had this post drafted and unpublished. However, I understand and share your feeling, but I do hope that in the end, this could achieve a better finale than the middle time has been. I really do. I still like the manga, and I hope that HK gives justice to some of his characters. 

Thank you for the ask, and thank you for reading!

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