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shinobus-unbreakable-spirit · 1 year

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Hi there! I heard you wanted requests. How about if Tengen's or Kyojuro's(or maybe Shinobu, your preference)S/O got captured by a demon they had been tracking? 👀 How do you think that would pan out?

Hello, anon! I want requests indeed, so I appreciate you sending one in!

Ooooh. Very interesting scenario. You said Tengen or Kyojuro or Shinobu, but what about option D: all three? Let's do it!

Well, Tengen already had this happen to him once, but let's say it happened again with a S/O he aspired to make his fourth partner (it can be you if you're into Tengen!) Upon first finding out, I think he would be struck with memories of what happened at the entertainment district and the trauma would cause him to have an emotional breakdown. He would be absolutely struck with PTSD from the same thing happening to him yet again. Angry, he would punch a hole in the wall and then collapse to the ground, shaking.

Minutes later, he would look in the mirror and give himself a pep talk, "Snap out of this, Tengen! A reaction like this is so unflashy of you... You're a hashira! Think of Kyojuro, what would he focus on? Or Gyomei? Or Shinobu? Or Mitsuri? What would they focus on? That's right, saving others... You have to be a flashy hashira about this!" From that point on, he would put his emotions aside and focus on one thing only: saving his S/O.

Tengen is a very strategic man, so I believe the first thing he'd do is figure out an intelligent way to save his S/O. He wouldn't involve any of the other hashira, as he believes that it's his responsibility alone to slaughter the demon that captured his S/O. Even if it's an upper moon, Tengen doesn't care, he'll stop at nothing to save his S/O.

He would go into the mission with death in mind. He knows there's a good chance he'll die to this demon, but maybe, just maybe, he can save his S/O first. That's his only goal, as he feels somewhat at fault for them being dragged into this mess to begin with.

Kyojuro would have an optimistic outlook from the beginning. Upon finding out his S/O was captured, he would smile, surprising everyone nearby, and say something along the lines of: "No matter. We will just get <their name> back!" In his mind, there is no doubt whatsoever that he will save his S/O. Thus, there's no point in being afraid, he will handle this mission like usual and things will end as they always do, with 0 innocent casualties. The only ones dying will be demons.

Kyojuro's confidence and nobility would inspire multiple other demon slayers to want to take up arms and help him, but he would refuse to let any lower ranked demon slayers join him on such a dangerous venture. However, he would happily let other hashira accompany him, but only those fast enough to keep up, as you best believe he will move like a flash to reach the demon holding his S/O captive. Thus, Shinobu, Obanai, Mitsuri, and Giyu would be the ones joining him.

During the mission, the other hashira would notice an intensity in Kyojuro they had never seen before. He would be slaying each demon as quick as possible, as each one is a mere stepping stone to get closer to his S/O. In his eyes, there would be a burning determination as he marches closer and closer to his lover.

Despite not expressing any discontent on the surface, deep inside he would be extremely angry towards the demon who had taken his S/O. However, Kyojuro is a man with strong emotional discipline who recognizes that he must reserve all of his anger for the demon in question. Thus, around his peers, he would wear a brave face and hide how mad he really is.

Then, when the group finally reaches the demon in question, Kyojuro would fight spirited and with no smiles at all. He would neglect all dialogue with the demon, no matter how much it tried to talk to him. He would simply try to dispatch with it as quick as he possibly could. Inevitably, he would succeed, and it'd all be because of the fiery love he has for his S/O.

In Shinobu's case, I'm going to go a different route and say that she actually witnessed her S/O being captured, but was simply unable to stop it at the time. Perhaps she was busy fighting another demon when it happened. At first, she would give her all to catch up to the demon that has her S/O, but upon realizing that the demon was already too far away, she would stop, collapse to the ground, and yell out.

Her feelings of inferiority would flare up: Why am I so weak? Why was I given such a weak and frail body, which can't even stop the demon taking my beloved? Why can't I be better? She would fall into an emotional pit, leaving her feeling too incompetent to do anything more to save her S/O. The trauma of all the loved ones she had lost before would lead her to believe that this one would inevitably be lost too.

Years and years of rage towards demons would culminate at this very moment. They took her parents, her beloved sister, her tsuguko, and now her S/O. A little like Tengen, she would break down in anger, except she'd take much longer to come out of it. She would seethe in rage and go on a killing spree of every demon nearby, slaughtering them all and forcing them down until the sun rose, unless they could tell her something about where her S/O was being taken.

It would take Gyomei to snap her out of this fit of rage. He would find her the next day, on her knees, covered in demon blood, with a furious look on her face. Then, she would see him and those kind eyes, and begin to cry. He would embrace her, softly, and say, "It's okay, my child..." He would console her as she sobbed.

After Gyomei calmed her down, she would finally be able to tell him what happened and that one of the demons she killed throughout the night confessed to her where her S/O was being taken. She would ask, desperately, if he would help her save her S/O. He would agree, and the two of them would head off, doing their best to save <their name> and at least avenge them if they're already gone.

Shinobu would fight with ferocity and passion at this point, doing everything she can to try and get her S/O back. To finally save one person important to her, and to prove to herself that she isn't inferior; that she is a hashira for a reason.

And, Shinobu would succeed. Showing incredible bravery and fighting spirit, the love she has inside would drive her to the demon that had her S/O captured and she would kill it with a brutal dose of poison before Gyomei even has the chance to help. He would cry, amazed by the incredible woman Shinobu had grown up to be. Then, Shinobu's S/O would be saved. She would sob as she held them close, so happy to see them still alive, saved from that despicable demon.

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Whew that was so much fun to write! I really hope you enjoyed, anon! ^^

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theminecraftbee · 1 year

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i know this isnt the meme but i would LOVE to hear your mumbo hot takes. whats the characterization thats important to you but "isnt canon" or "is only constructed from your own internal logic inscrutable to anyone else". or otherwise overlooked or underrepresented -girltws

OKAY SO. various mumbo things that are important to Me Specifically in his characterization:

if you have reduced mumbo to grian's emotional rock, you are writing mumbo wrong. mumbo CAN be the one who is acting as the emotional rock, but in the sense of. anyone who is close friends with another person can be. he's not a well-put-together, emotionally intelligent man, though. (i mean. okay IRL mumbo is probably a pretty well-put-together man from what i understand but you know what i'm trying to say.)

further point deductions if either mumbo's sole characteristic is "grian comforter" or "grian comforter about scar", a late-joining addition to my list of grievances.

also further point deductions if you write the grian/mumbo/scar trio but have put absolutely no thought whatsoever into how scar and mumbo interact.

(the above three items incidentally are often the ones that end up problems in the specific kind of watcher angst fic i find hard to read.)

mumbo is not responsible. he will, however, be appropriately flustered and concerned about irresponsible actions. this is not the same as being responsible, and his SCALE for what is or isn't irresponsible and should be worried about is wildly out-of-tune.

mumbo will also retaliate but he will be so wet and floppy about it. he gives as good as he gets he's just also pathetic about it the whole time. do you understand me.

mumbo is a guy who really, really wants his world to fall into order. this is not the same as being a stick in the mud or something - i am going to gesture at everything mumbo does in season eight, actually, as a really good example of "mumbo wants his world to be ordered but he doesn't necessarily mean for it to follow the same rules as everyone else, it's just ordered by his own internal rules". literally everything mumbo does about the potato situation and also the moon situation falls into this. another good example is the whole hobbit thing during hcbbs i think.

oftentimes, mumbo's attempts to maintain an ordered world that makes sense to him makes the world much more nonsensical, both to himself and everyone else. this then has a tendency to spiral.

also, mumbo is, in fact, smart. like, he's also a spoon, but he IS smart, and people lose that sometimes a bit, i think. (or lean too hard into 'smart redstone guy' and then make him the responsible adult for some reason.)

..........when i write mumbo he normally also comes out autistic gonna be honest here. this is at least 50% projection but is also somehow vital to characterizing him in a way i like, i think.

honestly the stuff about "mumbo wants an ordered world but is also a very chaotic person" and the autism beam are probably the most singularly "i am pretty sure these are just me" things and also i'm never good at explaining characterizations i like in plain language but something like this,

#answered #girltimeswithscar #ask game #...sorta? on-topic? i'll leave the tag there.

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totaleclipse573 · 8 months

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Lo and behold

A Terios Lore Post (LONG POST WARNING!)

REASON FOR CREATION

Terios was first made back when I was ten (maybe 11?) I knew the trend of people giving Shadow a brother through the whole “he was created, not born” thing was common, but I didn’t like how it was always done. People kept making Shadow’s “brother” into the most boring, over-powered edge lords with absolutely no flaws or weaknesses whatsoever, their only character was simply to be evil. So I wanted to use the concept, but change it in a good way. I decided Terios would instead be a sort of shy and sweet character who doesn’t have much confidence (and a small fear of heights,) his traits being mostly the opposite of Shadow’s. Though, I didn’t want to make his past or backstory EXACTLY the same as Shadow, so I decided to change things up a bit with his side of the story.

Also, making your own canon is FUN AS HELL, I LOVE THIS

Before I start, I’ll just put these details in here in case you haven’t seen the original post :

Species : Darkhog (I should explain this one. It’s sort of a mutated combination of a hedgehog, and a darkling, which from what I’ve gathered due to Eclipse, are extremely young, full-blooded Black Arms ‘superiors.’ That part is also based a bit off of personal headcanon though, for context. So he’s a hybrid! Because…it's cool.)

Age : Like Shadow and Eclipse, Terios is ageless, but mentally I feel like he’d be 17 or so.

Personality : Shy, lacking in confidence, intelligent, very boyfail

Weaknesses : Letting his past get the better of him, loss of control over his emotions (it ends up as a ‘power overload’,) his naivete, low resistance against mental manipulation/overpowering

Fears : Heights, being used for evil, accidentally hurting the people he’s closest to

Sexuality : 24/7 Bisexual Panic

People he’s closest to/feels closest to : Shadow (twin,) Eclipse (half-brother,) Rouge, Tails, Silver (best friend.)

CREATION ERA

(Note here : I know Shadow and Terios technically shouldn’t be “young” per say, but I’ve seen a few people portray Shadow as a little kid in this stage of his life regardless sooo…why not? It’s cute. They stop growing when they look the same as the rest of the teenage cast, AKA their present looks.)

Terios was created by Gerald Robotnik along with Shadow. The original intent of the project was only to create one Ultimate Lifeform, but something went wrong in the process involving their DNA + Chaos Energy, cloning the project in its early stage.

Doleon (in case you don’t remember or haven’t seen, he’s a sort of AU version I created a while back of Doom, now being a part of a strange alien species with his own lore to be discussed at some point,) was aware of the project from the beginning because of his involvement in their creation (due to his DNA being used, he would be the biological father of both Shadow and Terios,) knew of the accidental cloning, and decided it would be beneficial to him to create a pact. Once both projects were completed, the pact stated that Doleon was entitled to at least one of them as his own, since they were both his biologically.

Before Doleon arrived, Shadow and Terios spent a bit of time together before they were to actually meet Maria, and got along well. Shadow was a bit more confident and outgoing, while Terios seemed to be quite the opposite, typically even hiding behind his twin when they were spoken to. They were basically each other's best friend at that point. BUUUUUUT…

When the time came, Doleon arrived, a large green gem in hand (we’ll get to that later.) Directing it towards the twins, he stated he felt an odd, but nevertheless powerful presence coming from “the grey-eyed one.” The young Terios himself even seemed to have a different reaction to it than Shadow, seemingly more focused on and attentive of the shard. So, Terios was the one he took. Shadow remained with Gerald and Maria, while Doleon decided he would raise Terios and the power he seemingly had to aid him in his own efforts.

EXPERIMENTATION ERA

(Quick note here, Terios DID grow up on the Black Comet. This is probably the most lore heavy of all the eras for Terios.)

Doleon has Terios for his future plans now, but the downside on his end is that he now actually has to care for this small child until he’s old enough to begin his training. He needs to teach the hybrid the basics of what his powers and abilities are, and after a while, simple ways he can use them. Typically while Terios is asleep, though, he’s being unknowingly experimented on, in a way, (its mainly exposure, taking note of reactions to certain exposures, and repeat,) and it’s being done by Doleon and certain gems known as “The Shards of Chaos.”

The Shards of Chaos, as the same suggests, are a bit like the Chaos Emeralds, gems filled to the brim with a special sort of energy. Only, where the Chaos Emeralds are positive, the Shards of Chaos are extremely negative, using their energy to corrupt their users with their addictive power, turning the users into hosts. And the longer the user has been exposed to their power, the worse the corruption (which is more so mental than physical, but it can be both) becomes. And Doleon had a connection to them from the start (was technically his choice, but the point being, he’s been being corrupted for centuries, leading to who he is now. They also used to have individual guardians for the shards, who were Doleon’s siblings, but that's another backstory for another day.)

This goes on until Terios is mentally about five. It's then that Doleon finally introduces Terios to the Shards of Chaos consciously. He summons them by his side, capturing Terios’ attention immensely. Doleon explains that the shards have been with him for centuries, and carry a great source of power. He is their guardian at the moment, but soon enough, the honor will be passed down to Terios, and he will gain their power as well (keep in mind he has to paint these things in a better light so that Terios will go along with practically anything relating to them. He even calls them a part of his destiny, something Terios has always believed highly of.) He then goes on to explain that in order to someday become their guardian, Terios must first form a connection to the energy the shards emit. It's his first time, though, and he’s still mentally a small child, so naturally, he’s still a bit nervous and hesitant.

Soon enough, he was convinced. When Terios was younger, being exposed to the energy of the shards was quite visibly painful for him, and he did everything in his power to try and get Doleon to stop whenever he had to do all this. As he grew older though, the shards' power started to feel strangely calming and natural. It even started to sound nice for a little while, just letting them take over. All he had to do was shut his eyes, let them drown out his conscious thoughts, then everything would be okay.

He would be safe. And he was really starting to believe that too.

These experiments caused the negative energy of the Shards of Chaos to clash with the positive chaos energy in his system, and his powers to henceforth become unstable and hard to control, a downside on Doleon’s part. This instability soon became evident when he started to spark green bolts of energy all over his body when he felt any sort of strong emotion (ex. Rage, sadness, or if he’s just straight up flustered,) as well as his eyes and stripes glowing green to match.

Soon enough though, guess who arrived? None other than Tikal’s spirit. (I was…I was ten okay. This comes from back then. The idea of Tikal being able to KNOW Doleon and the other shard guardians due to them being alive a few thousand years after her time seemed cool at the time. And I’m keeping it.) Since she already knew Doleon and what he had done in the past, she knew he had no good intentions. While he was away from Terios, she went to him, alerting and telling him of what the shards really were, and what they could do to a person. After that, all the fear and paranoia Terios once had of the shards came right back, and he started to panic. Was he being corrupted right now? Was he ALREADY corrupted? He needed to escape. But how? There was no escape.

Luckily for Terios, Tikal’s spirit was able to transport him back to where he was created, the ARK (not without Doleon putting up a fight of course. He even managed to make Terios completely forget who Tikal was through the overwhelming amount of power he had over him with the hivemind.) Unluckily, however, at the time he was transported there, the whole ARK fiasco was going on, and Maria had already sent Shadow down to Earth and stuff. Now there were only G.U.N. soldiers, and they spotted him, calling him “the second project.” So he tries to run from them, but can’t, and they catch up to him. Soon enough, they lock him up in a facility, putting him into cryostasis.

AWAKENED ERA

(This one isn’t really that fleshed out yet, so here I’ll just describe the things that happened in a summarized sort of way.)

Terios has now been in the facility for, let's say 54 years? (4 years after SA2,) and guess who was the one to find him? None other than Doleon, who had broken in and planned to reawaken Terios to have his power on the side of the Black Arms.

Terios awoke very much confused, not remembering where he was, who he was, or who the hedgehog standing before him was. After Doleon reminded Terios of both their names, he explained that he was the one to “release him from the prison humans had kept him in.” for the past fifty years or so. He had also told Terios about his past, but twisted it to his own benefit, labeling someone named “Shadow” as a traitor to him, and an ally to the humans who tried to keep Terios in the facility. Saying he himself was working for the greater good, Doleon managed to manipulate Terios and get him on his side.

So Terios is now an ally to the Black Arms, and he’s ordered to go after Shadow and kill him (on a previous ask post I explained that Terios exists in an oc universe au, where Shadow was able to regain his memories through the help of the others.) He goes to fight him, but fails. Terios ends up meeting people like Rouge and Tails a bit afterwards. He meets Rouge on the streets while she's on one of her missions, and he REALLY doesn’t like her at first. They go around with each other for a bit though (Terios got sidetracked from his main goal and he didn’t even realize it. The power of Rouge was too much XD) and Terios’ opinion starts to change, forming a sort of small bond with her (and even finding himself weirdly flustered at times.)

After receiving a lecture from Doleon on how he shouldn’t socialize with allies of the enemy, Terios happens to run into Tails. (Lol lecture down the drain.) Tails is excessively curious about Terios. What’s his name? He LOOKS like Shadow…but he’s pretty different too…why is that? He’s never seen this guy before…are he and Shadow related somehow? Shadow’s never SAID anything about having any relatives. Why is his tail so long? Can he use it in battle? Does he have any powers? He could ask questions all day if it weren’t for Terios starting to look overwhelmed by them all. All the sudden, a fleet of Black Arms start raiding the area Tails and Terios are in, so Tails grabs Terios by the hand and tells him he knows a safe place. It's his lab. But eventually Terios says he needs to go, saying he has someone he needs to find. But he certainly won’t forget about that kid…he was actually pretty nice, for an enemy ally.

Come to think of it, Rouge wasn’t so bad either. Plus, he hadn’t seen either one of them working with any humans at all. And Shadow…it was more like he wanted to help Terios. He told him Doleon was up to nothing good. He said something about…going in the wrong direction before? Being misled? Then things start to click.

He starts to remember more accurate details about his past, and becomes angry with Doleon for manipulating him. Terios goes to Doleon and confronts him on the manner, only for Doleon to reveal his mental power over him, and cause him to forget everything all over again. Except this time, Terios kind of gets his free will taken away from him, being dragged into the hivemind and reduced to a silent obedient. But don’t worry! Somehow in a way I haven’t figured out yet, he gets his free will and those memories back, he and Shadow find out from Doleon himself about his involvement in both their creations, they go super together, and defeat the guy. (There's a crippling feeling of betrayal throughout all of this)

And after all that, Terios can finally learn to be himself with his new allies, which leads to the redemption era.

REDEMPTION ERA

This part of his story moreso revolves around Terios learning to break free from what had happened before, taking place not too long after the awakened era, and learn to better himself with the help of others. He also needs to learn some decent self care (whether it be simple things like taking better care of his fur, or more complex things like learning to accept help with his current mental state.)

At first, he’s still a bit paranoid about everything that happened. He’s worried Doleon could somehow come back at any moment, that the Black Arms could return along with him, that he would be forcibly dragged back in again, even after his life had only just started getting better. Luckily for him, though, now he has people that can actually help with these fears, and he eventually does decide to move on. It’s here that Terios’ current personality starts to form too. He doesn’t feel like he needs to hide or fake or lie about his emotions or thoughts anymore, and it honestly brings him a lot of relief. Then he feels comfortable enough to start meeting people, and interacts with more of the cast!

This is also the era where he meets Eclipse and the Dark Arms! And Terios wants to do a Steven Universe and help Eclipse the way all the others helped him. Terios just kinda randomly stumbled into him while he was out one day and got VERY much lost. Eclipse doesn't like him and his sappy “I can help you bc power of friendship!” attitude at first, but then he's able to sense Terios' connection to the hivemind. It feels a bit different than Shadow. So now he's pretty curious as to why and starts asking Terios questions. Eventually Eclipse kinda grows to like Terios, this hybrid is actually nice to him, for some reason. But then Shadow finds them. You can probably tell where that goes (It’s bad for a long while, but it eventually ends with Shadow, Eclipse and Terios all living together bc it’s my own little canon and I can do as I wish XD)

DOOM ERA

(This technically doesn’t count as his past, but it is most DEFINITELY lore. This part is still actually a WIP and has been for a long time, so there could be random updates or ideas on this era over time. I’m open to ideas BTW XD There are gaps in the story, plus it being somewhat jumbled and confusing as of now because of it being a WIP. But for now, I’ll badly summarize it so far)

Bad things keep happening in the dead of night, with some mysterious figure causing it all, one who has still failed to be caught on any sort of photo or recording. Only silhouette.

The silhouette figure noticeably wears a scarf, and is typically seen with a strange glowing gem, lately two at times. It is assumed the figure is trying to find more of these, based on their actions. And finally, despite it being a pure silhouette figure, there have been times where it was reported being seen with “three glowing red and yellow eyes”

G.U.N. is accusing either Shadow, Terios or Eclipse of being the silhouette after examining evidence. None of them have any memory of ever doing any of those things, and thus it couldn’t have been them. But humanity hates them now anyways. And thus we get ✨outlaws ✨

They know they need to leave immediately, but Rouge promises to give them the heads up on anything regarding the situation, as she still firmly believes in them. (Also I apologize if I make it seem like Omega is just non-existent, I can just never find the right places to mention him) She’s not the only one, though, Sonic and Tails are also alerted of this, and are perfectly willing to help out too. (Eclipse also reluctantly decides it would be best given the situation at hand for the Dark Arms to stay with the two for the time being, in case the worse comes to pass.)

Both Shadow and Eclipse start noticing changes going on with Terios. He’s tired all the time, pretty jumpy and shaky, and strangely impatient in a way unlike his own. But Eclipse individually swears he can somehow sense a strange presence in Terios’ mind through their mental link.

It couldn’t have been any of them, huh? WRONG. It was Terios, actually, and Eclipse is the one to find out after a little while of the three brothers being on the run, when he finally gets tired of being accused of crimes he didn’t commit, and sets off late in the night in hopes of finding the actual culprit.

Remember when I said the Shards of Chaos would be relevant later? Well this is later, when the negative energy is beginning to corrupt him the same way it corrupted Doleon. Only, Terios is having a different reaction, with the shards slowly starting to create a form of their own through Terios so they have a proper host (so yes it's basically possession but slower, more painful, and with magic gems with conscious thought.)

Terios starts apologizing and panicking like crazy once Eclipse somehow manages to snap him out of it. He never meant to do any of this, he didn’t WANT to do any of this. Something made him…there were too many voices screaming in his ear all at once to not listen. He couldn’t even remember getting here, nor waking up at all. Now he was worried about what Shadow or Rouge or anyone else would think of him if they knew…what did Eclipse think now? But Eclipse…he wants to help figure all this out. After all, its only fair, he says, after Terios helped him before.

Eventually, after a while of Terios and Eclipse trying to figure everything out with the form and the Shards of Chaos returning and all that, Terios decides he needs to come clean to Shadow and the others about it all. (They have to find a safe place to gather, probably Tails’ lab.) Terios starts apologizing and panicking again, but Rouge steps up first to assure him they can help find a way to stop it, giving him the comfort and confidence in the situation he needed.

The Shards of Chaos used their energy and connection to him to revive Doleon. And he’s after the shards, planning on gathering all seven again.

At some point later on the others all find Doleon again once he finally has the seven shards, and the shards can finally complete their full transformation of Terios and take full control of him. This is his Doom!Terios form (I need to talk about it more in depth eventually, but I think the concept of it is pretty clear. This form isn’t always active, nor are its effects, but it will always lie dormant within Terios after this.)

There's a fight and after that the shards decide they need to leave Terios for their own good, exiting him and scattering all over Mobius once more. Doleon immediately takes notice of this, and sets off once again to re-find them for himself before the others could even think of it. And once again Terios descends into paranoia about himself and his powers. Hooray!

Now his powers are even more out of control, so Espio is called in to get involved, being the one to train Terios to find a way to be able to control them and becoming a mentor to him in the process.

Tikal is also back, as a sort of moral guide to Terios to try and help him stay away and resist whatever corruption the Shards of Chaos are bringing upon him.

Even if Terios is being actively affected by them, he suggests to the others that they need to find the shards before Doleon can.

Soooo…if you were interested enough in my little scrimblo and made it all the way down here, congrats! And thank you! It's all pretty messy right now, probably not even halfway done with this part. I’m REALLY hoping Terios didn’t come off as OP or annoyingly typical or anything, because I can assure you that wasn’t my intention, I simply cannot write small sentences while describing things I like XD (Also, if things feel a bit too Terios centered it's mainly because this is a post just for him, so I talked about him the most. Not trying to steal the spotlight from any other characters.)

Regardless, I finally got his lore written down and I hope I was able to explain what I have in a way that makes sense. If I didn’t do that well at it though and it leads to any confusion, or just general curiosity, feel free to ask me about it, and I’ll be willing to answer.

(I love how my other Sonic oc’s are normal with no lore at all, they just kinda exist for fun, BUT TERIOS HAS ALL THIS TO GO THROUGH. Very fun.)

#sonic the hedgehog #sth #sonic fandom #sonic oc #sonic original character #sonic fan oc #sonic fancharacter #sonic fan character #terios the darkhog #terios lore #PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DON'T LET THIS FLOP

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kitthepurplepotato · 1 year

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Shouto’s journey to self-love

Pairing: Todoroki Shouto x GN Reader (both aged 25+)

Genre: Angst, fluff, comfort, (happy ending, SFW)

Word count: 5K

Warnings: Season 6 spoilers, description of a panic attack, mentions of self harm in the past, depression, blood (because of a fight scene), self hate

+ so sweet you might need a dentist by the end of it.

16+ for safety!

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Todoroki hates himself more than he hates his own enemies; or at least until he meets Y/N who’s more than keen on the idea of making Shouto love himself and his flaws.

This story is about two broken people mending each other’s hearts and becoming one with another.

I was in a terrible mental state due to a tragedy in my family so I used up my pent up emotions and healed myself through Todoroki-kun, thank you.

English is my second language, be kind.

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Todoroki Shouto is a perfect example that blood doesn’t mean anything.

Everyone thought the Todoroki name was forever destroyed after his father fell from being the Number 1 hero to a lonely old man hiding in a cottage far away from everyone due to his old, terrible deeds.

Todoroki himself was also sure his life will be stained forever by his father’s terrible reputation; but things… didn’t go the way he thought they would.

After his father’s scandal died down, Todoroki slowly but steadily made his way to the top; hand in hand with his best friends, he reached the heights his father never could; Todoroki might not be the Number One Hero in Japan but he is sure one of the most liked, most respected and most desired hero in Japan.

And also, being on the second place isn’t as bad as his father made it seem like.

Shouto Todoroki is a great person. The press loves him; he’s mysterious, but kind; he’s comedically dull but also extremely intelligent; he’s hot and cold in every single way possible.

Most people think Todoroki Shouto has no flaws whatsoever; there’s never a mean article about him in the media, no love scandals, no drunk fights, no nothing; he lives happily in his massive mansion on the side of the city, surrounded by his friends and family, maybe even a secret lover.

But the truth is…

Todoroki Shouto is a broken soul.

As someone who grew up in an unloving family, far away from caring hands and warm hugs, Shouto has an issue with human touch. He got better since he was reunited with all the important family members he had to keep a distance from when he was a child, but being hugged and caressed by a stranger is Todoroki’s personal nightmare.

Why, you ask?

Because he’s undesirable.

Todoroki is absolutely sure he is the most repulsive person the world has ever seen; nothing but a mess of random genes, a poorly made work of “art”, a human trash bag filled with nothing but unimportant, rotting bits and bobs, rolling on the side of the road waiting to slowly decay and disappear into nothingness.

Todoroki Shouto wants nothing more than to be born again; in a different body, with a different soul and a less broken mind.

He really tried his best to achieve his “dreams” after he graduated (if you can even call a piece of paper stating the completion of his course a “graduation”.); his wrists wearing the constant reminders of his “hard work”, masterfully hidden by his long sleeves from spring to winter.

Todoroki might be a loner, but he is also surrounded by the bestest friends a person can ever have; he never really understood how he deserved to be so loved and appreciated by anyone in their right mind; but maybe they are all just messed up in the head. There is no other reason for a person to willingly hang out with him and stay with him for longer than a day; yet there they were, slapping him out of his stupor after trying to end everything, naively hoping it will make all the pain go away; there they were, sleeping on the little plastic sofa next to his bedside in the hospital; there they were, taking his hand and forcing him out of his little, safe bubble, giving the half and half hero a chance to find the ultimate happiness he was always dreaming about.

Todoroki Shouto is a carefree, cool person in the eyes of the media; but no one knows the real struggles of the hero and no one ever will.

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The present

“You are a bit out of it today.”

Shouto gets shaken out of his stupor by a pleasant voice; his sidekick/soon-to-be hero partner, Y/N.

It took Midoriya years of begging for him to get a sidekick. Todoroki is a lone wolf; he might be trying his best to be as different as he can be if it comes to his cruel father, but he still has this one thing in common with the old man; he can’t trust anyone enough to work with them in a team; or at least he thought, until Y/N came in the picture.

Shouto knew right away that Y/N is different; they were the first person Shouto could feel a little connection with; the first person who didn’t try to fake a smile for the sake of a good first impression; the first person to look into his eyes without any kind of ulterior motive. Y/N was the first person to immediately see through Shouto’s facade and see the broken, young boy hidden in the 27 years old body.

It only took Y/N a month to melt Todoroki’s frozen heart; to break all the walls sheltering him into tiny pieces.

It only took a few more months for Todoroki to realize he just found the missing puzzle piece he’s been subconsciously looking for all his life.

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The first time meeting an interesting stranger.

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The past.

Todoroki Shouto is not really listening to the interviews anymore; he’s done with hearing the same clichè answers every single time, over and over;

“I want to work with the best people!”

“I’m a big fan!”

“I want to be the best hero!”

This is all nice and lovely, but Shouto isn’t looking for the perfect pupil; he’s looking for a partner he can trust and he can talk with, about more than just the weather and the current stock prices.

After two hours of mindless chatter and fake smiles, Shouto raises his head to a strong, extremely honest voice.

“Apparently, I can’t run away from my problems, so I might as well just do something useful with my life.” Says Y/N nonchalantly while playing with the hem of their sleeve. Shouto knows the indication of that motion way too much.

He also knows that this person was Midoriya’s recommendation even without looking at his paperwork in front of him.

“I sent someone over to you, someone really dear to me. They reminded me of you.” Shouto recalls Midoriya’s conversation with him a week ago.

Y/N was saved by Midoriya a few years back when he started his hero work; or to be exact, Deku was saved by Y/N after he made a terrible mistake during his rescue.

After the big war, the government opened a special program for civilians with special quirks. To enroll, they needed to be recommended by the heroes working on the field; it’s similar to the way All Might found Midoriya, just on a bigger scale.

Y/N was the part of the first course back then, graduating with the highest score possible.

“I know you already answered this question, but knowing your friendship with Midoriya… why are you here exactly?” Shouto asks, startling the other team members around him; this is the first time he was willing to ask anything from anyone. He barely looked up at the interviewees until now.

“Midoriya is great, but I don’t want to be the best hero in the world. I just want to find a reason for my existence. I want to have purpose. Izuku’s overly excited team is too much for me and he knows that.” Y/N looks straight into Shouto’s eyes by the end of their sentence with a sad, but honest smile on their face.

Shouto knows this interview is over. This is what he was waiting for. Honesty.

“I want them on my team.” He speaks up and closes the folder in front of him.

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Shouto doesn’t believe in love at first sight. Shouto barely believes in “love” in general.

After years of struggling with emotions he managed to get the hang of them though; he now understands friendships, understands what missing someone feels like and understands how worrisome it is when someone goes radio silent for a week without a single word, just because they don’t feel like talking - Shouto can thank Bakugou for this one and his sudden midlife crisis at the young age of 25.

Shouto can also endure a hug from a close friend now; he still squirms in Kirishima’s arms, but he tries his best to hug back anyway.

What Shouto can NOT do is to survive being touched by anyone else except his close friend group - or so he thought, until Y/N has arrived.

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The first time sharing an office.

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Shouto is having a hard time sharing his private office space with someone new.

While he’s excited for the new journey and he’s already thankful to Midoriya for finding him such a perfect companion - Y/N is quiet, understanding and a little bit fucked up in the hand just like him - a shared small office space come with huge difficulties; like close proximities when working on the same paperwork, fleeting, accidental touches when passing by one another; and also the weirdly constant assessing of the other person’s face for signs of distress.

This might sound silly and childish but putting two socially awkward people together in the same room can get really weird, really quickly.

And just like that, Y/N sighs into the awfully quiet space between them, utterly done with being stared at every 5 minutes.

“You and me. The sofa. Now.”

If this conversation would be between Kaminari and someone else, Denki would probably make a really dirty joke. But Shouto does non of that; without a single world, he stands up from his comfortable chair, walks up to the sofa and sits down; his posture straight, shoulders tense with clear worry on his otherwise cool and collected face.

“Let me guess.” Says Y/N, slowly sitting down on the other side of the sofa. “You are not a fan of human interactions nor understand any of them.”

The sigh leaving Shouto’s mouth is loud and dramatic; his shoulders slowly slump from their uncomfortably straight posture, his body now one with the soft sofa. No need to answer with words; he’s clearly a mess of emotions.

As he slowly looks up at his new office partner, terrified to see the disappointment in their eyes, he’s met with dazzling, curious eyes staring into his soul.

Shouto, for the first time of his life, feels butterflies in his stomach when he hears Y/N’s amused giggle from the other end.

“I am not a fan of this either, you know.” Smiles Y/N. ”But I’m glad it’s you I can be so uncomfortable with.” Shouto can’t help, but giggle. This is the weirdest, and the most honest compliment he has ever gotten in his life. “I am opening up to you and you have the audacity to laugh in my face, alright!” Laughs Y/N, not even trying to act “offended”.

Funnily enough, this is all it took for Shouto to let himself completely loose, tension evaporating from his body like the summer rain on the hot concrete in the middle of a heatwave.

“I am really glad it’s you, too.” Shouto can’t help but smile; actually smile, a sudden surge of happiness running through his veins making the corners of his mouth turn up. Shouto’s eyes shine with the sudden emotion, making him look younger and carefree.

If Y/N’s breath hitches by the sudden sight, Shouto does not realize.

What he does realize though, is his own alien emotions towards the person on the other end; the butterflies, the shared happiness, the sudden need to protect their bubble; because what was once Shouto’s little secret hideout is now a home of two; it took Y/N a day to claw their way into Shouto’s heart permanently.

“So I had this idea… Can I scoot closer?”

Y/N’s voice is full of childish excitement and hidden awkwardness; while his body twitches uncomfortably by the thought of being so close to a stranger, Shouto’s heart thinks otherwise; he can’t help but nod with anticipation. Y/N indeed scoots closer after a few moments of hesitation; and for Shouto’s surprise, he doesn’t mind the sudden closeness - if you can even call sitting next to each other that - at all. He can’t help, but search for the eyes of the other; deep inside, he’s still terrified that people will see the ugliness of his soul when they’re too close, or his ugliness in general. His scar might look cool and edgy from far away, but he’s more than aware of how disgusting it looks like up close with it’s bumps and random discolorations through half of his face; but instead of disgust, his eyes are met with pure wonder; Y/N’s eyes shine with appreciation, looking deep into the heterochromatic eyes; Shouto can’t seem to look away as he usually does when someone tries to make an eye contact; he just stares back, dumbfounded, incapable of words.

“This went better than I expected” A sudden blush appears on Y/N’s face, making them look soft and adorable; personality traits Shouto never thought will ever see in another human being with his own eyes.

“Cute…” mumbles Todoroki, not even realizing he said the words out loud. As soon as his brain catches up with his mouth, the left side of his face literally flames up, making his companion jump in their seat. “I… didn’t mean to say that… out loud.” Shouto looks away while cooling himself down.

“So… your quirk acts up when you’re embarrassed.” Y/N states the obvious with a soft smile on their lips. “That’s so…sweet.” Giggles his companion with an obvious blush on their face.

“So what’s the idea?” Asks Todoroki, still hot from embarrassment.

“This is the idea. Well, a part of it.” Comes the answer.

Weirdly enough, even though it makes no sense for the mismatched eyed hero, he doesn’t question it further. The happy smile on Y/N’s lips is enough for him as an answer.

This is how it all starts; with innocent conversations on the office sofa, early in the morning and late at night; when eating breakfast, lunch and dinner; if Shouto comes in sooner just to have an hour chatting with Y/N before his official start time, that’s a secret he will take to the grave with him. Shouto also doesn’t question why Y/N is in the building an hour before their official start; he surely believes he is the only one who’s stupid enough to spare so much of his free time on a random stranger.

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The life of a hero isn’t just about chats and giggles on an office sofa and filing paperwork.

Shouto was so comfortable with his new side kick he almost forgot the constant worry of loosing the other while in battle. As Y/N wasn’t allowed on the battlefield before completing their newcomer training, which is a month worth of training and studying while Shouto fought his battles alone as always, the first time Shouto sees Y/N in pain, it breaks him completely.

Shouto was always known to be a bit sensitive about his friends getting hurt “because of him”, especially after he had to fight his own brother to save his friends from a gruesome death, but this feeling in his chest was on another level.

Shouto always thinks it’s his fault when his partner gets injured; he thinks it should be him and only him baring scars and burns all over his body, and not being able to prevent others getting hurt next to him is nothing but an utter failure as a hero.

The half and half hero is usually cool headed enough to put his harmful thoughts away to think about them later, knowing it’s only the aftermath of all the trauma he had to live through in his childhood; but this time, his vision gets blurry with anger and frustration, his mind blank with the need to avenge, heart beating with the urge to terminate the villain who left his favorite person bleeding and terrified.

Today’s mission is the first big case the two had to work on since Y/N started. They spent the first few weeks doing smaller gigs to not make Y/N overwhelmed, but this case needed all the people available in the area.

The plan was easy; scatter around the area and catch the massive villain gang in the middle of the act.

Shouto and his agency was lucky enough to find the leader’s hideout, but they acted too quickly; their team was heavily outnumbered.

Being outnumbered wasn’t the main issue though; Shouto’s constant side glances to Y/N gave the leader the idea of making Y/N the main target to fuck with the famous hero.

This brings us to the the present Shouto, judgment clouded by fury and concern, the leader pierced to a wall by sharp icicles.

The mission is technically successful; except for the fact that the main villain has several icicles poking out of his body and is bleeding heavily to the floor under him.

“We are not murderers. We are fucking heroes, what the fuck were you thinking, Todoroki?!”

Shouto doesn’t know when did the fight end or how he ended up sitting on the floor, staring into the distance, with no thoughts or feelings whatsoever, nothing but heavy heartbeats and the lack of oxygen taking over his mind as the rescue team and the police takes over the area.

“I think he’s having a panic attack.” Comes a calm voice from next to him. When did Shinso join in? “I can brainwash him to breathe if you want.”

“D-don’t.” Interrupts a stuttering voice; a voice Shouto wanted to hear; no, NEEDED to hear.

“Shouto… breathe. Please.” A body plops down in front of him like a bag of potatoes, covered in blood and dust. “Sorry, I am going to touch you.” Y/N takes Shouto’s hand and puts it on their heart. They take a deep breath in, then out, slowly, their chest expanding and contracting under his cold hands. “Can you do this for me?”

Shouto can’t help but nod. He tries to mimic the motion, slowly but steadily taking an actual deep breath again. As Shouto’s dizziness disappears, he looks up at his savior; Y/N’s cheeks are dusty and tear stained, their costume torn and bloody in several different places. He can’t help the sudden urge to put his head on Y/N’s shoulder for a moment of peace, his hands slowly snaking around their waist to pull them close.

Shouto has no idea how does he even know how to embrace someone; he never in his life felt the urge to initiate such an intimate contact himself, but here he is, clinging to Y/N like a hurt Koala, walls down, surroundings ignored.

“You are hurt because of me.” Shouto sobs into Y/N neck, making their breath hitch from the sudden warmth on their shoulder. After a moment of hesitance, Y/N’s right hand finds their place in Shouto’s hair, slowly caressing the back of his neck, their other hand clutching the clothes on his back. Shouto can’t help the shiver going down his spine from the pleasant touch as he molds together with the broken body opposite of him, taking everything the other can give and giving it right back.

“WE are hurt, because we stupidly made our friendship obvious. But we lived and we learnt a good lesson today.” Mumbles the other, not letting go of the hero until the tension leaves his body at last.

The aftermath of the fight is awkward; Y/N and Shouto doesn’t talk about their warm embrace after they let go and the team decides to not mention the fact that they were staring at the two the whole time, utterly confused by the whole situation.

The first aid team does a quick job of cleaning up their wounds and Shouto gets shouted at by the police for almost killing a villain.

He takes the feedback with a straight face and goes back to his office like nothing happened, with Y/N by his side; words unspoken, feelings completely ignored.

“We will do better next time, Shou. The first time is always a mess.” Smiles Y/N, and Shouto’s not hundred percent sure if this is about the fight, or about the hug or both and he honestly doesn’t care.

“Hm.” He answers, lost in his own thoughts, barely listening.

Yeah. They will do better next time.

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First time touches.

Todoroki Shouto doesn’t feel awkward about sitting so close to Y/N anymore - instead he feels a sudden emptiness every time his new friends stands up to do the actual work they are payed for.

Y/N became much more to him than just a side kick; first, they became friends then evolved into companions; Y/N knew most of the secrets Shouto tried to hide all his life by now, they new about every scar Shouto wore inside and outside, and weirdly enough, Shouto didn’t even think about his inner “ugliness” anymore; Y/N’s honest, caring smile was enough to soothe his raging, self-hating soul. Their teamwork also got better since the accident; they learnt how to mask their emotions in a fight, they learnt how to work well as a team but the unspoken words were still trapped in Shouto’s heart, and he’s not sure he will ever be able speak up about them.

Since the “accident” the only touch they shared were the accidental leg bumps on their office sofa and some softer touches while accessing each other’s body for damage after a fight, but the feeling was always there, in both of their hearts, eating them up from the inside, craving for more; fingers twitching between them on the sofa with the urge to caress the other’s skin for comfort, to get lost in the scent of each other after a dreadfully long day… He also felt the urge to feel the warmth of Y/N’s body slowly melting his ice cold heart so it can beat properly once more.

Shouto ignores all of his feelings once again; he probably doesn’t even know what they mean, to be honest; it all feels like a weird itch in the bottom of his heart; an itch he can’t physically scratch.

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“Let’s get some work done, boss.”

Shouto feels like he just woke up from a weird fever dream when Y/N turns their head to the office table, which is flooded with half-done paperwork.

“5 more minutes?”

The hero is really… needy today. Waking up drenched in sweat because of a terrible nightmare does that to people.

“My shift has started 15 minutes ago.” Y/N giggles, clearly amused by the longing look on Todoroki’s face. “I’ll stay if you give me your hand.”

“Okay.” Comes the easy answer, which makes them both extremely surprised by the sudden change of attitude - Why does he feel excitement instead of the usual dread, when Y/N takes his hand to hold it in their own? What is this weird electricity in his body? Why is the itch worse now, Wh….

“You okay?” Y/N gives Shouto’s hand a concerned squeeze then lets it go, worried about him being uncomfortable; but the truth is, Shouto’s not uncomfortable, just extremely confused; confused by his own racing heart as Y/N’s soft fingers touch his cold skin, confused by the warmth spreading in his chest after the short contact, confused by the sudden emptiness and longing when the contact ends.

Shouto never understood the word “touch starved” - until this moment.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have done that…”

There is a lot of things Shouto hates, but what he hates the most these days is the lethargic look on Y/N’s usually cheery face.

“You know that I hate when people touch me.” He admits with a slight blush on his face.

“I’m sor…”

“Let me finish.” Interrupts Shouto and takes Y/N’s hands in his. Y/N’s eyes are filled with tears and utter confusion; he hates this misunderstanding so much. “I panicked.” He admits, slowly exploring Y/N hands with his fingers; he takes a mental note of every curve while he speaks. Why? He has no idea. “I panicked because it feels… different. It’s warm and safe. I trust you so much it freaks the shit out of me.” Says Shouto, voice trembling just enough to make his internal breakdown obvious.

Y/N’s tears fall from their face, their thumb slowly caressing Shouto’s scarred hand with the utmost care and love.

… Love?

Is this love?

This tight feeling in his chest every time he sees Y/N smile at him, the sudden change of his heart rate after their sudden touch; the exact opposite of how he feels with everyone else… and the longing every time Shouto goes home after a long shift… is this why he can’t stop thinking about Y/N, even when he’s dead tired?

His internal struggle comes to an end when Y/N asks the most dreaded question of Shouto’s existence:

“Do you trust me enough to let me touch your scar then?”

Shouto’s not sure if the question is for him or it’s just an accidental internal monologue coming out loud, judging by the look on Y/N’s face. They look conflicted by their own question but they don’t back up, so neither is Shouto.

“I do trust you enough for that, Y/N, yes.” He answers with a slight blush on his face. “But why would you want to do that?”

“It’s a part of my old plan; because I see you looking in the mirror and changing the angle so you don’t need to look at that side of yours. And it breaks my heart.”

Shouto is not sure if he wants to cry or he wants to run away or both. When he looks into Y/N’s eyes he can see a slight hesitation; he nods and releases Y/N’s hand, his posture tense but ready for the challenge. As their hand gets closer and closer to the dreaded area, he flinches out of habit; no one ever touched his scar with pure intentions.

“Why do you look so scared?” Y/N stops in their tracks, their hand barely touching his cheek. Their fingers slowly find the burnt scar, slowly caressing the sensitive area, feeling out every bump hidden under the soft skin. Shouto’s eyes prickle with unshed, happy tears; there are no words to describe his feelings right now, but if he would need to try he would say it’s… the feeling of being accepted or the happiness of being touched by the most important person in Shouto’s life - Because he can ignore his feelings as much as he wants to but even Shouto is emotionally intelligent enough to know how important Y/N is to him, in every way possible.

“That scar is not… too pleasant to touch.” Mumbles the hero while putting his hand over the one on his scar. He slowly takes Y/N’s hand off his face and puts it in his lap to save them from the “terrible experience”. For his surprise, this doesn’t stop Y/N, it only encourages them to do more; in just a few seconds, Shouto’s senses are filled with Y/N, soft lips touch the broken skin on his cheek, peppering small kisses all over the scarred area. Shouto’s breath hitches while his body tenses up, but as Shouto’s nose gets filled with his favorite scent in the whole world, his body deflates and melts into Y/N’s arms. His heart might have a hard time with the sudden closeness, beating out of his rib cage giving him a slight anxiety, but for the first time in his life, Shouto feels like he’s where he is supposed to be; he’s safe, accepted and loved with all his flaws and “ugliness”.

“Nothing about your is ugly, Shou. You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever met, inside and outside, and I’ll do everything to make you understand that.” Y/N moves back just a tiny bit to be able to see Shouto’s face, their hand now back on the burnt area to prove their point.

So this is what it feels like to love and to be loved; because fuck, Shouto is head over heels for this person, he always was; from the first moment he looked up from his interview papers a year ago; his heart couldn’t stop racing, every time they were in the same room.

He can see it now; the truth behind all the mysterious feelings he felt in the last year. It was adoration.

“Everything?” The sudden eye contact makes Y/N blush even more; they can feel Shouto’s breath on their lips with how close they are to each other. “Can you kiss me, then?”

Even Shouto is surprised by his own bravery, but he can’t help himself; the sudden wave of new emotions make him feel like he can have anything in the world.

“I thought you’ll never ask.” Smiles Y/N and closes the gap between the two.

First, Shouto has no idea what he is supposed to do; he feels clumsy and useless, but the feeling of Y/N’s soft lips on his is so good he stops caring after a few moments of hesitation.

Shouto slowly moves his lips and indulges in the tickling sensation; the kiss is warm and sweet like the freshly made coffee on the coffee table, and it only gets sweeter when Y/N finally melts into his arm completely and there isn’t a single inch between the two.

“We really need to work now.” Chuckles Y/N between two wet kisses. Shouto murmurs something under his nose, and initiates another deep kiss, making Y/N shiver in a new way.

“5 more minutes?” Shouto beams, not even waiting for an answer; the hard press on Shouto’s lips is enough of an answer itself.

Todoroki Shouto hated himself more than he hated his enemies, but with Y/N by his side, he feels like he will be able to love himself a little bit more.

Y/N’s plan worked perfectly.

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The present

“So what’s going on in that complicated mind of yours that makes you ignore me of all people?” Y/N pouts in the distance, clearly offended by the hero’s neglect.

“Is it too cheesy and “gross” to say, I was thinking about you?” Smiles Shouto, wider than ever, his whole face beaming with happiness and love.

Y/N can’t help the blush crawling up their neck. They slowly make their way to their favorite sofa and plop down in Shouto’s lap.

“If it makes you smile this sweetly, I don’t mind the cheesiness.” Y/N smiles, their hand around Shouto’s shoulders, leaving a tiny kiss on the man’s lips before going back to work.

Shouto doesn’t even try to hide the lovesick smile on his face; for the first time in his life, he’s happy and proud to be alive.

The End

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Hey Mary I saw you mentioned in one of your fics (amazing work as always btw) that youre watching Hibike! Euphonium??? I've watch over 4 times so it's probably my favorite anime ever and I would love to hear your thoughts about it, how much you liked it, if you also ship Kumirei or nah?

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I saw your ask a few days ago and was waiting to respond when I finished the anime, and here I am. I can define my emotional state after finishing both seasons in two words: emotionally devastated.

Btw, this will contain spoilers if anyone bothers.

I watched the anime for the first time almost a decade ago, and I had only seen it because of Kumirei. I decided to give it a chance even though I knew beforehand they weren't canon, and I remember being really in love with the couple and being truly outraged when Kumiko ended up with that boy.

At fifteen, I had no idea about concepts like heteronormativity or comphet, or any of those more complex concepts I learned in college. And rewatching the anime today, I found Kumiko's relationship with Shuichi more comical than anything else. Her frequent and clear lack of interest in that boy throughout the entire anime turns any interaction between them into something comical and even frustrating, especially since everyone around her seems to insist that Kumiko should be with him simply because he has a crush on her. When I was the same age as the characters, it really irritated me, now as an adult I just felt sorry for them all. And I found it really frustrating how he got more development with Hazuki, and if the producers had focused on them, it would have made more sense than putting him with Kumiko who had an interest in basically any topic other than that boy.

But male characters aside, I just realized how much I missed female characters (or girls in this case) and their well-written and developed female friendships when I rewatched this anime. Hollywood could never.

Remember that I defined my state as emotionally devastated? Well, that's all the fault of the arc written for Asuka.

Her friendship with Kumiko is absurdly beautiful. The dialogue where Kumiko, who is the youngest between them, shouting about how Asuka doesn't need to act like she knows everything and that the two of them are just kids has easily become one of my favorites in any media. At fifteen years old, I had no idea the weight of several scenes, especially this one, or when Asuka is slapped by her mother? Insane. I had the pleasure and luck of being reminded of how beautiful and well-written this anime was. And the ending with Asuka graduating was deeply painful. Not because something bad happened (thank god), but that fact that she did it! She played for her father, got the best grades in Japan and will probably have a bright future ahead of her. But that means she's leaving and Kumiko still has two years there and even with that incredible connection, Asuka needs to move on. Living through high school while watching, I didn't understand what that scene really meant. The arrival of adulthood. But upon rewatching it I was in tears, completely in shock. For the good of my heart I simply decide that they met again in college.

Also, I still haven't rewatched the movie about the second year because I simply don't want to say goodbye to any more characters.

How difficult was it for the studio to write a band made up of students from the same year? I wanted everyone to graduate together. I guess it wouldn't hurt the same way if they did.

Now talking about what I didn't like? Well, there's just gone thing that really bothers me about this anime: Reina's feelings for her teacher. When I was fifteen, and I heard these teenagers talking about it, and I had no idea whatsoever about life, I didn't see it as a major problem. I even thought that Reina, so mature and intelligent, would turn 18 and embark on a failed romance before realizing that the only person for her was Kumiko, but now at 23 I absolutely hate everything about that matter. What bothered me most was that at no point was there a straight forward take on how the mere idea of this relationship is wrong. We even have a scene where the temporary Instructor makes jokes about the Professor being popular with the girls. I was very uncomfortable with how this subject was not closed in a concrete and absolute way, I would have liked to have seen at least one scene of Reina's parents guiding her about how she was confusing admiration for a talented adult man she has known since she was a child with love, but the anime insisted on a one-sided romance until the end, and it aged really badly.

I haven't had the chance to see both movies and the new season yet, but I really hope the matter has been closed because it was very uncomfortable.

Also, I've come to have a different view of Kumirei now that I'm no longer a teenager; I used to watch the scenes and be outraged, just hoping that they would kiss soon and realize how in love they are. Today, well, yes please just kiss, but also, I noticed an even greater complexity in their relationship. Slow Burn is very welcome, I even have the impression that their fifteen-year-old versions from the first season simply don't have the emotional maturity necessary to understand their own relationship. I know the studio probably won't make them canon, but I don't think I'll mind it as much as I would have a decade ago: I really like the idea that they took time to understand the depth of their feelings, and that the separation during college was perhaps what was necessary for them to realize how emotionally intertwined they are. I feel like as always, the fanfics will make it worth it.

#me venting about hibike euphonium and kumirei in 2024 #this is long #ask box #kumirei #hibike! euphonium #🦭 anon #🦭

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i-never-even-wanted-to-be-here · 1 year

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Don't get me wrong, I love that Nagi and Reo are friends again but I didn't like that Nagi failed to apologise for having trampled all over Reo before. Ditched him and then told him that Reo isn't worth it. Reo was already on the ground, looking like a kicked puppy, absolutely devastated, misery and betrayal in his eyes, close to tears. And Nagi just turns around and leaves? Reo went through all the stages of grief, went full on yandere mode for a minute ("I'll get my revenge, make Nagi say that he needs me, crush Isagi and then knock Nagi down to make him feel what I felt"), has abandonment issues now, and when he FINALLY accepts and realises that he can fight alone, that he doesn't need Nagi, that he has value on his own, Nagi SUDDENLY talks to him again out of convenience in the situation, after having been entirely indifferent to him for this long.

I love Nagi and I understand why he did what he did but he didn't have to be so brutal about it just to do a 180 and crawl back to him because he can't beat Isagi (the one he initially replaced Reo with) on his own.

You could say Reo shouldn't even have expected Nagi to stick with him throughout the whole process but Nagi never actually had a problem with being Reo's treasure. His decision to team up with Isagi was completely spontaneous as far as we know.

So he crushes Reo's dream, leaves him, says something pretty rude and then ignores him. Until now when he realises that he might have use for Reo again. He says please and something about never having given up on their dream in the first place and Reo almost immediately takes the bait. He slings his arm around his shoulders, grinning, and they make a great play like never before. Genuinely good for them! And yes, it was definitely necessary for Reo's development as a football player but he was right in saying that Nagi doesn't consider anyone's feelings at all and has no emotional intelligence whatsoever.

#blue lock #nagi seishiro #mikage reo

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Thoughts about our boy Tech

I don’t normally post on tumblr but my mind has been in a total chaos and I need to put my thoughts into words, or at least try. I’m sorry if it’s all over the place. And probably pretty long.

This is day 4 of coping with Tech’s supposed death. I can’t for one second believe that he is actually gone, and I don’t think it’s just denial.

We saw times and times again that Tech is one hell of a soldier, not only when it comes to his exceptional mind but also in many other areas, I mean this man can withstand a broken femur and keep fighting no problem.

He is able to adapt to situations, he’s resourceful, he has everything calculated and well thought out. Don’t tell me that Tech didn’t have a plan already in his head the second he shot that railcar and started to fall. Also the fact that we see him turn around, I would assume that he’d keep falling facing up. I actually watched an Arcane episode today where a kid fell down and at no point did he turn to face the ground. That tells me that Tech did that deliberately because he had a plan to at least try to get out of there alive.

Then I have to mention the obvious, this is Star Wars, people have survived worse. Also, no body, no death. I just feel like this doesn’t do him justice. You want to tell us that he can fight when he’s badly hurt, he can win a race he has never participated in before, he’s unbelievably intelligent but then he just accepts his fate and falls to death without putting up a fight? That’s not the Tech we know. Add the fact that we don’t see what’s underneath the clouds, we don’t see him hit the ground.

Then the scene with Hemlock where he throws Hunter Tech’s goggles. They had no blood or stains on them. I know this is an animated show but we saw blood in episode 12, and seeing Hemlock with the goggles of someone who we maybe saw die moments ago is pretty grim in and of itself for a show like that. If it’s a tactic to manipulate them, then that’s bad but it’s Hemlock we’re talking about. But if this is the writers actually throwing Tech’s goggles to our faces while he’s actually dead, that to me is just beyond cruel.

And let’s not forget Tech’s development this season. So many people have fallen in love with him if they weren’t already. Was that just a way to get a super emotional reaction from the fans? Because if that’s the case, that feels like a betrayal. They showed us how incredible he is, he represents a community of people and then they rip him away?

I just feel like there’s so many details that point to him being able to make it out alive. If despite all of that it turns out that he actually didn’t survive, it’ll be such a waste of his character and it will make me genuinely angry. His sacrifice didn’t help whatsoever, unlike for example Kanan’s. The Empire still got Omega, Crosshair is still unconscious on Mount Tantiss, it literally solved nothing. And the way I see it, if they wanted to really kill him off, he deserved something..just better. A death we’re not left wondering about, a death that doesn’t undermine how capable he is..because let’s face it, if anyone can survive this kind of fall, it’s Tech. Also, remember that racing episode where Wrecker said he thought he was a goner and Omega was surprised he won and Tech said “You sound surprised”? This just looks like another situation that seems lost but isn’t.

I’m just sad, I still cry to this day. If we at least knew that he was dead and that was it you know..we would mourn like we all are but we could eventually move on. This way we will keep our hopes up until someone officialy says that he’s gone or until season 3 comes out and it will be somehow discussed there. For me the bad batch was, like for many others, my comfort show with Crosshair and Tech being my absolute favorite characters in Star Wars but this season’s finale just left such a hole in my heart..it hurts. But I know I’m not alone in this.

I will keep on hoping that we’ll see Tech again, and I don’t care if people say that he should stay dead. No, he shouldn’t. He can’t..

#tbb #the bad batch spoilers #bad batch spoilers #tbb spoilers #Tech tbb #The bad batch #Star Wars #Tech lives #Tech bad batch #tbb season 2 finale

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i really hope we get one and the other mike and hopper moment. mike was the only one hugged by the kids next to el. i love this detail. it seems like this future-father-and-son-in-law relationship. they become a team. team protect el (and the others) at all costs. hopper trusts him and i'd love to see him teach mike things like how to use a gun. but also this emotional level. el will surely tell hopper at some point how mike told her he loved her and how hearing his voice, his words, saved her.

I really hope so, too. That hug between him and Mike at the end of the season was absolutely beautiful. It was a very full-circle moment.

Mike and Hopper have always been contentious, even in the first season. Surprisingly enough, at least to me, it’s because they are both very similar. They’re stubborn, sarcastic, and headstrong, but also intelligent, and natural-born leaders. Two people with such strong personalities are bound to clash, and El got caught in the middle. They both felt like the most important person in her life, and they thought they knew what was best for her, but they came to the realization that only El really knows what’s best for herself, and accepting that fact strengthened their bond with her.

On top of that, Mike and Hopper finally managed to find common ground. They love El so much, and they would do anything to protect her. It’s better to work together than to argue. They became Team Protect El, as you put it (which I adore). Hopper knows that Mike would never hurt her, and Mike knows that Hopper is nothing like Papa.

I can just imagine El telling Hopper about what Mike said, and Hopper being taken aback, like, “Huh, didn’t know the kid had it in him,” and he’d be very proud of El for harnessing that strength to take down Vecna.

Hopper and Mike already have a “father-in-law/son-in-law” dynamic, which is a blast to see play out on screen. For Mike, I think Hopper is a much better paternal influence than Ted. I don’t think Ted is a bad person whatsoever, but he’s oblivious and stoic, while Mike is intuitive and emotionally driven. As the former Chief of Police, Hopper can teach Mike about what it really means to be a leader, like taking control of situations and honing one’s skills. It’d be cool to explore that more in the last season. Thanks for the ask, anon!

#my post #stranger things #mileven #mike wheeler #eleven #el hopper #jim hopper #asks #anon

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antiloreolympus · 2 years

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10 Anti LO Asks

1. u know the few years they cant see each other is both so theres no actual punishment but also so persephone is technically in her mid 20s when they officially ~get married~ and now rachel can claim she totally wasnt a creep for making persephone so borderline underage as opposed to just ... making her not a teenager in the first place. p much every writing choice in LO now is rachel desperately trying to retcon her past bad writing choices but it's so obvious it's almost laughable.

2. so the "big punishment" is hades has to wait til persephone can legally drink and rent a car on her own before he can tie her down to being his trophy wife and knocking her up? good to know the thousands who died senseless, painful deaths got their "justice" in being a minor inconvenience for these two.

3. lo fans praising hades for not being a r//pist is funnier when you realize rachel very purposely took hades' actual mythology and pinned it on another character to demonize him purely because hades is that awful in mythology in terms of his relationship with persephone and she couldnt just be normal about it. like literally lo apollo's crimes in comic are myth hades' actual doing. it's crazy they dont connect the dots or even do a basic google search and realize how bad they sound.

4. That baby Persephone crying being gifted with wrath frame is the ugliest thing I've seen in LO in a long time

5. Apollo and Artemis are Zeus's children oh my god I can't believe it blah blah blah. Okay. So Rachel insists on dressing people in 18th century-esque gowns when talking about the time Leto and Hera were friends. Some people here didn't like it, but I think it's fine. However. Wtf is up with Zeus's shirt when he's shown kissing Leto, her outfit resembles vaguely antique undergarments, but his shirt is just a modern-ass shirt!! What the hell is going on with the fashion?

6. rachel must be sobbing her eyes out that now persephone might be like 23 when she marries hades, she's basically ancient by that age. everyone knows youre an old maid by 21 and persephone would lose valuable years to give hades his desirable amount of clones for himself. it's absolutely tragic. whatever will they do.

7. well of course hades would be upset over not being able to see persephone for a certain amount of years. she'll age out of his age range.

8. Don't read the webtoon whatsoever but I'm reading all these fast pass mentions and y'all have to be pulling my leg. They all sound so bad??? The trial outcome??? And how Persephone was made??? 100 roses?? Double beauty?? Her act of wrath, the 1 thing that was supposed to lead up to her supposed dread Queen status, wasn't even her fault?????? Y'all are kidding right???? This is legit?????

Holy fuck, why does webtoon keep promoting this, why do the fans try so hard to defend this, this whole series is actual garbage

9. ngl, I love how in trying to giving persephone a ~tragic backstroy~ to explain her actions rachel instead strip her of literally any and every thing she could have had to even pretend to be a character. she has no intelligence of her own, she's only beautiful on a fluke, she has no kindness, and even her ambitions/emotions arent even her own! it's telling us without this, persephone is staler than a piece of old bread. this is exactly how to NOT develop a character. truly impressive on RS' part.

10. not to bring up PJO but with hades and maria there was conflict in them being separated because she's mortal and thus time spent together was more important because of how limited her life was, but LO trying to pull that too between two immortals is like?? get over yourselves?? also in PJO there was years of having a relationship and kids involved, meanwhile in LO they've legit only known each other a month. rachel wants the emotional reaction with none of the actual stakes/work put into it.

#anti lo #anti lore olympus #lore olympus critical #lo critical

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Breaking down Hunter and Omega’s relationship. Pt 2.

We’re back at it, here with the second post in this father-daughter-space-duo series! You guys responded to the first post better then I expected in all honesty! I didn’t think my insights were viewed as so important lmao. I don’t really think much introduction is needed here, the post itself is very self explanatory.

(Pasted paragraph: I would just like to add a disclaimer here. I am, in no way whatsoever, slating the other batchers for having differing relationships with Omega. I absolutely adore everything single one of the boys, and I think they all have wonderful and unique interrelations with her. Although I may point out these different approaches in comparison to Hunter’s, I am not stating these engages are wrong, just different is all!

I’m going to separate this into a little series- covering each episode in a separate post, which I’ll have tagged as the series progresses. Once I’ve tackled these two, as they’re my favourites, I’m going to move on to each individual Batcher and perhaps a few other dynamics such and Hunter and Crosshair, or Wrecker and Omega! Let me know what you guys would like to see!)

(Thank you to this weeks proof-reader: @treasureofmy-heart 💛)

Cut and Run: S1/E2

We kick off this episode with Hunter walking in on Echo inspecting Omega and Wrecker fast asleep on the floor. His face is very relaxed and he clearly finds it very sweet that her childlike curiosity has tired her out. His line, “ha, well this is a first,” while holding a strong gaze in Omega’s direction, suggests that she’s been exploring for quite some time, unleashing her endearing juvenile inquisition in the batchers presence. Hunter continues to claim she’s curious, using the same lighthearted tone he has always used in her regard, sparing the conversation in the medical wing on Kamino. This continues to confirm his gentle approach and concern towards the young clone.

When Echo confronts him over the situation at hand, it’s evident that Hunter hasn’t actually thought about what he’s going to do with Omega, yet by the look of quizzicality on his face. I personally took this as a sign that his initial thoughts were always “we’re going to lay low with her, look after her, while keeping everybody else safe.” It’s clear here that Echo has differing ideas that Hunter hadn’t even began to consider, and I think that’s what perplexes him in this moment. He needs to consider everybody.

The kid is up and awake! (Let the havoc commence aha.) Omega’s reaction to sunlight and dirt is definitely one of my favourite developmental moments of hers, it really sets in place that this little girl may have been an intelligent medical assistant, but she lacks experience, and still needs a guiding hand to help her through this new world she’s never endured before. I’d like to point out that it is, in fact, Hunter who stops to watch Omega’s reactions, and his FACE when she’s playing in the dirt! I’ve never seen such a parental smile on a man so stoic! I feel like I’m repeating myself a lot, but he is so endeared by her! She’s a breath of fresh air in Hunter’s very toxically routined life, and I love that for both of them. When they finally reach Cut’s land, Hunter is the one to pull her back, despite the fact she had to run between Echo and Tech to get to him. And upon Suu and Cut’s arrival, I actually didn’t realise that Omega creeps behind Hunter, most likely because these are strangers she doesn’t know and she feels she needs the protection. This confirms a clear bond between them has already began to flesh out.

There isn’t too much to say about the introduction and inhibitor chip discussion, as Omega spends a decent amount of that time exploring Cut and Suu’s house, but I will just say that it’s a nice touch that she ends up back at Hunter’s side when her part of the conversation is needed, she always seems physically drawn to him. Which brings me to my next point. Upon Shaeeah and Jek’s arrival, Omega once again creeps behind Hunter out of fear, only deciding to approach when formally addressed to do so. *Sigh*, and when Shaeeah pulls Omega out to play, and she halts to ask for Hunter’s permission, which is clearly given through a series of comforting smiles, is a plain indication of a trusted child-parental relationship. I must admit, Hunter’s face is pretty hilarious when everybody practically calls him out on his parental role- it’s just “why are you all staring at me..?” Because you’re acting like a dad, my dude.

Okay! Down to Cut and Hunter’s discussion. It’s a nice touch that Hunter is the first one outside to watch Omega play, swiftly followed by Cut, who, rightfully so, questions her existence. Although instead of explaining Omega’s origin (and by that I just mean that she’s a medical assistant clone from Kamino), he states that it doesn’t matter what the Kaminoans created her for, because she’s with them now, and to be with them she doesn’t need a purpose, she’s just a kid and should be allowed to act like one. Cut goes ahead to tease him over the ins and outs of raising a child, but to Hunter it was a no-brainer, Kamino wasn’t safe, so she was coming with them, as I’ve said previously, he saw NO negotiations. And as Cut says, “I (you) have to do what’s best for them.” This adds sentiment to the narrative of Hunter’s commanding role within the squad and Omega specifically.

So I’m shifting ahead slightly to the ball incident, and I have a LOT to say about this scene. First of all, it’s clearly evident that Hunter is the first to leave the house, along with Cut and Suu following closely behind. Associating this trio together is purposeful on the animators part in my opinion, they intentionally exclusively had Hunter leave with the other parents in the situation, isolating him specifically with that role in Omega’s life. When he finally reaches her, we see the protective hand come straight out to guard her against the Nexu, a typical trait they’ve established between them.

Now we move on to the confrontation. This is the first time Hunter raises his voice at Omega, and immediately she turns herself away from him, curling into her shoulder and making herself small. Omega is going through a lot of emotions right here, she’s afraid, anxious, and she’s being forced to deal with the fact that for the first time, Hunter is mad at her, for something she didn’t even intend to do wrong. Whereas from Hunter’s perspective, he hasn’t acknowledged she’s already in a bit of a state, and instead feels the need to immediately lecture her for her mistakes….although this lasts all but thirty seconds. Upon Cut’s attempts to diffuse the situation by having him pull Hunter away and reiterating that “she’s (Omegas) not a soldier”, his face immediately softens, he forgot for a moment, but now he realises and instantly the features are set in a regretful frown, he clearly feels awful and misrepresented. Hunter continues to observe Cut’s behaviour as he comforts Omega, who seems to take to the attention like a kicked puppy, lip trembling, eyes shaky, shoulders hunched, and I honestly think as Cut carries her away- is the exact moment Hunter realises he isn’t good enough for Omega. (I’ll further out on this in a moment)

I only want to briefly touch upon Omega’s gunners nest scene because I don’t think it has too much impact on her relationship with Hunter, however I would like to address the symbolism. I personally see the removal of her headpiece and the addition of her bangs as a new beginning, attaining the contrasting yellow light of Salucemi in comparison to Kamino, where she would’ve been given her jewel. Considering the episode’s outcome, Omega is no longer the tightly held, quivering little girl from Kamino, and instead she brings a slight unruliness to her aura, a little cheeky, definitely her brother’s sister. Still a sweetheart of course, but with a matter of confidence and boisterous behaviour to her. She seems to bounce out of her sadness quite easily here, as she seems suddenly awkward- yet curious- over Tech’s plan later on.

Furthering out into my previous point about Hunter believing Omega deserved much better in comparison to what he could provide: his conversation with Suu. “Protecting them is what we do.” The realisation on his face when she says this, it’s so…raw, something he’s taking time to comprehend. He heeds her words because he knows she and Cut are experienced in this field, they are better suited for Omega than he and the boys are, he believes he isn’t good enough for her, and this is projected when he insists ‘Mega leave with the family of four. Although Suu questions his sincerity, and he does indeed dodge the straightforward answer, this is what Hunter anticipates is best for Omega. He’s putting her needs above his happiness, no matter the heartache.

Moving along slightly, as Omega and Hunter spend a short period of time away from each other during the ship impoundment, I briefly wanted to touch upon the tone of Hunter’s voice when he learns Omega is on route to their position…by herself in a heavily armed spaceport. His eyes widen in a moment of fear, his voice is suddenly strained, he is struck with another raw emotion, something he frankly can’t obtain right now, and it’s let out in a minor threat towards his brothers- “if something happens to her-“ a clearly indication of worry.

This next point absolutely breaks my heart, the poor dears, both of them. Upon Omega’s arrival, Hunter is left to explain his forced proposal that she should leave Salucemi with Cut and Suu. As usual he completes his little ritual of taking her shoulders and crouching to her level, although this time he can’t quite look her in the eyes, a clear sign of regret and guilt, because he doesn’t want to give her away, he knows deep down she belongs with them, but he doesn’t believe he has what it takes to raise and protect her. The way Omega’s eyes crumple really catches me here, she’s being left, again… All this kid has ever known her entire life has either been abandonment, abuse or isolation, and she’s being passed on to strangers by the only people she’s ever been able to trust, and not only is it clearly breaking her heart, but she’s taking it personally, she thinks she’s at fault, much like Hunter does. Her line: “but, I want to stay with you.” compressed with the quivering tone and her precious accent really aides her desperation here, it conveys her in an adequate and very precise way.

Starting a brief new point to split these up slightly: I bring us to the continuous glances shared between them. Omega consistently looks over her shoulder to Hunter, she doesn’t want her eyes to leave him for one moment, she’s savouring his face, his details, for the very last time. And equally, Hunter is letting go of something he doesn’t want to leave behind, he likes the kid, to the point where his own self depreciation and doubt have been forced ahead in order to protect her, he can’t risk anything at this point. I’d also like to quickly mention how beautifully Omega’s eyes are animated, they intel so much, those precious little doe irises hold such story to them.

Moving on to a little jump cut enduring the batch’s escape and Omega’s return: Hunter’s tone of voice when addressing Wrecker is so pained, and his facials match it perfectly “she’s not com-“ it’s almost as though he’s biting back the urge to sprint headfirst into the gunfire if only to catch up to the little clone before it’s too late.

However, seeing as she’s managed to find her own way back that wouldn’t be exactly necessary. I think it’s a nice point that Hunter is the one to rush to Omega’s aide after she is grabbed by the trooper (flowing a brief flash of concern crossing his face), although Wrecker might’ve been closer, it’s a nice hint to their subtle closer bond. He, once again, crouches to her level although an unnecessary step in the situation, and I see this as another nod to their familiarised dependancy.

Finally, my last point for this episode, is their final conversation within the last few minutes. It’s faint, but the fact that the other batchers are all busying themselves in the cockpit, leaving Omega and Hunter to chat privately, is a very distinct use of separation. It also should be noted that Omega is the one to approach Hunter, this shows a decent level of not only maturity on her part, but trust between them as family, she trusts both him and herself enough to advance on a delicate situation, we even see her hesitate slightly, before pushing forward with a slip of confidence, and that takes a lot of gut from a little kid. She stands her ground, but with compliment. She very much reminds me of Hunter himself in the brig, assertive yet respectful. And speaking of Hunter, his face is just absolutely guilt-ridden when talking to her, because he too made the mistake of attempting to give her away, no matter how much good he thought it would do them both. While Omega is admitting she has a lot to learn in regards to safety and tactility, Hunter is suggesting he has a lot to learn about raising a child and providing the necessary care for her. It’s a brave moment for both of them, to be honest and open, and yet its received extremely well on both ends.

“If this is where you want to be…then this is where you’ll stay.” The admiration in his voice, the admiration in her eyes! They absolutely adore one another, and it melts my heart every time it’s displayed!

I hope you liked my analysis of Hunter and Omega’s relationship in episode two of The Bad Batch! Of course, I’d love to discuss these two with anybody who might be interested, so please feel free to drop me an ask or a DM, and if you’re captivated enough I’d totally recommend looking out for my future posts on the topic!

As always, much love to our ‘Megs and Hunter, thank you for reading! 💛

Part One: Aftermath

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retvenkos · 3 years

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Okay but you write EJ so well! I do have a question though since you understand his characterization so well. What and/or who would be EJ’s ideal significant other? Like what personality traits would he find endearing and whatnot idk how to explain it HAHA sorry

[thank you sm, anon? the fact that you think i know ej... this is such an honor.]

First and foremost, E.J. needs a partner who is really patient, because it takes a while for E.J. to really process and understand the weight and implications of things. Furthermore, E.J. is the king of bottling up emotions and just being like, "I'll deal with that later," and then having the reality eat him up inside until he faces it and it hits him like a truck. He's going to do well with someone who can really help him work through things slowly, and not attack all of his feelings at once.

Which leads me to my next point that I feel like E.J. would really do well with someone who is emotionally intelligent. The joke is that there can only be one emotionally constipated person in a relationship, and sadly, that is E.J. Now, I'm not saying whoever he is paired with needs to be perfect and have zero problems whatsoever, but they need to have strategies in place to work through their emotions, and I feel like they need to be fairly intuitive so that they can recognize when E.J. needs to lean on them. Like I said, E.J. doesn't process things if he can avoid them. He needs someone he can open up to that has support, yes, but also solutions. E.J. is very goal oriented, and that extends to working through emotions. He needs someone who knows how to help him.

So, on one hand, someone more introverted is great. However, Elton John Caswell is a man who enjoys being in the spotlight, so he's gotta have someone who's a little comfortable in such a role.

E.J. definitely likes to go out and do things. I feel like he'd get along really well with someone who is adventurous. They don't necessarily have to be outgoing, but they have to be willing to try new things and put themself out there. E.J. doesn't want to do things alone, but something very important to him is novelty and new experiences. His partner has to be down to go check out new restaurants, try out kayaking (and firmly decide afterward that it was not as fun as expected), and go watch a new movie he hasn't even seen the trailer for, yet. E.J. likes to keep things fresh and exciting, and even if he isn't "good" at something, he'll want to try it out, and he'll want his partner to join.

I also think, though, that someone more calm would help ground him. E.J. definitely needs someone who can help him unwind - especially when sometimes, he feels like he can be performing all day long. Do not underestimate E.J. Caswell's need for a good Netflix binge, and stress baking.

Also... perhaps this is just me, but I feel like E.J. thrives off of friendly competition and/or debate. He would love to play a sport or board game against them, narrowing his eyes as he gets his "serious" face on, which melts into a smile when they stick their tongue out at him. He also adores it when he and his partner have differing opinions about a book or tv series, and they argue over whether or not a certain character has a good story or not. Sometimes, I feel like he'd just play devil's advocate just to see them try to outthink him or get all worked up. He just finds it very endearing when they are passionately defending their point of view or are silently strategizing a way to end him in Monopoly (he always gets a corner on the reds and the greens and it's infuriating). [sTOP — now i want to write game night with ej...]

Okay, but I also think that E.J. would think that a more quiet partner is adorable. He likes to sit next to them in a conversation and see their expressions or listen to the little things they'll say softly, just so he can hear. I feel like E.J. would really admire the intimacy that can be found in being quiet while the rest of the world is loud. I also think he'd adore it when his more quiet partner breaks out of their shell, and screams when on the rollercoaster, or sings at the top of their lungs when they're together in his car, listening to music. I think he'd do really well with the particular kind of "quiet" where they're more reserved when in a group, but are absolutely crazy when with people they're comfortable with. I think he'd enjoy the multitudes they possess, and he'd be able to reflect more on himself.

I also just think that E.J. needs to be with someone who is passionate about something. E.J. has a fire within him, and I feel like that power needs to matched. Double points if his partner is interested in something he's not super well versed in, because then he can listen to them ramble for hours and learn all about it second hand, so later when he regurgitates the knowledge, he can say, "oh, ____ taught me," like a proud boyfriend.

[also, none of this is to say that ej must be with someone like this, these are just my personal thoughts, and just know that any relationship can work if both people are open to it, committed, and are in the relationship for the right reasons.]

#asks #ej caswell #ej caswell x reader #ej caswell headcanons #headcanons #my headcanons #i wrote this really fast and it's kind of late so sorry if there are mistakes #hopefully this is what you wanted anon!#anyway support elton john caswell and fall in love with him. it's what we deserve.#also haha how did you know i was writing for ej???#long post

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theresnosinlondon · 3 years

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Don’t Do It For Me - h.s. (part 3)

The one where Harry is a friend in need and - can they still be called complications? (1.5k)

I don't even know anymore - is this a short story now? A series of one-shots? All I know is that there will be a part 4.

Part 2

So, you thought you could be back in London and not tell me?

Men can be quite simple creatures sometimes, they really can. I had mostly taken a break from my phone whilst I was away. I favoured taking a camera out and about and kept my phone safe and hidden in my bag. I have gotten notifications of reactions or replies to my Instagram stories but ignored all of them in favour of absorbing the benefits of being away from London, the UK and work.

I had stepped foot back in Heathrow only five hours prior to the text - he really did have eyes everywhere. How he did it was beyond me. A man with a schedule that was so tight it almost overlapped. He has expressed before how the busier he was, the more productive he felt which, was all good and well, until the bags under his eyes were so heavy and sunken that he looked one meeting away from dropping.

I could sympathise - the idea of work being an escape from your life-questioning thoughts is quite appealing when you have a career that resembles your dreams as closely as possible. Throwing myself into a project that gives me freedom of creativity, interactions with interesting characters and puts me behind a camera has a therapeutic effect on my mind. The same must happen for him.

As much of a golden boy and all-around loved guy he was, he certainly had his fatal flaws, one of which was his lack of ability in the prioritising area. He absolutely adores his family and friends, but present the fella with an interesting project and he gets tunnel vision and that is all he can think about. He doesn't just hide behind his job - he becomes his job.

I wasn't aware I had to go through passport control with you too, H. Heathrow was a traumatic enough experience for my little brain. But yeah! Back on British soil!

His call came pretty soon after my text was read - one greeting led to a quick “you need to tell me everything about home” and “I’ll grab some food and come over so we can catch up!” and next thing I knew, I was opening my front door and was greeted with a happy, cheesy face. A one-armed hug and a flick to my chin led him to squeeze past me and towards the living room.

He, as a person, baffled me. The way he so effortlessly made himself at home and started unpacking the food, all the while rambling about the restaurant being skimpy with veggies in their dishes, but the spices blend makes up for it - so he just orders extra greens. Such a boring opinion that still made me smile fondly at his drawled nonsense.

“So! How much did you miss me?” his exaggerated smile was flashed at me. “Must’ve been torture being away from me for such a long time.”

“Barely made it through,” I played along. “The scenery did make up for it, though.”

“Upstaged by a gorgeous view,” he tutted with faux disapproval. “Seriously though, when can I see your pictures?”

“And here I was, thinking you were here to catch up with your dearest friend.” I scoffed with a slight roll of my eyes. He glanced my way, pausing with a spring roll mid-air and just raised his eyebrows, giving me a smug look. He brought the roll to his mouth, maintaining eye contact whilst he crunched his way through a bite.

“And here I was, thinking you would jump my bones the second I walked through your door.” His scoff was playful and the quirk of his lips was an easy hint at his joking mood.

All I could do was smile at him - that man, with his rights and wrongs, with his wit, his cheekiness, his looks, his talent, his moments that warrant wide eyes and a question of “what in the actual hell?”, his soft demeanour contrasted with his “climbing the walls” bouts of uncontainable energy, the plethora of conversations we can carry, his face, his hands, his neck. That man right there, I did want to jump his bones.

“So,” I tried to think of how to word the question I was dying to ask. “How’s Jess?”

“Hm,” He rested his head against the back of the couch and closed his eyes, interlocking his fingers on his tummy. “Spoke to her the day you left.”

I stayed silent for a moment, waiting for him to elaborate but, ever the tease he was, he kept the momentum going and smiled slightly. “And?”

“And,” He purposefully prolonged the sound, only to spit out the rest of the sentence quickly. “We talked about taking a break to figure things out.”

I have never been known to have a strong poker face but I could usually mask my emotions and reactions to a certain extent - this time I think he could hear my eyes rolling.

“Well, that’s different, isn’t it?” My sentence was heavily accentuated by sarcasm.

“I know you don’t believe in breaks,” He sounded bored and done with the direction the conversation was taking. “And neither do I.” He chose that moment to lull his head to the side and make eye contact with me.

I pursed my lips to the side, feeling the want to wrap myself around him dwindle with each word said out loud. I should’ve seen it coming - he said he was ready to end a seemingly perfect relationship just after he strayed from his path. The fact that I even believed him was quite an insult to my own intelligence.

“I..” Words seemed to fail me in that exact instant, “don’t even know what to say, if I’m being honest.”

“Not much for you to say when that conversation ended with us breaking up.” His monotonous tone was quite disorienting, giving the weight of the words he spoke.

“Huh?”, was all I could come up with.

He heaved a heavy sigh, shuffling on the couch and sitting up straight. “I told you, I didn’t see it working with Jess anymore - I wasn’t going to mess her around any more than I already did.” His pressed lips and frowned eyebrows gave him a gloom look. “I had known, from the moment I met with her to talk, that it was going to end with us breaking up.”

I just kept staring at his profile, not really knowing if it was my place to comfort him or not. The bottom line was, he was my friend before we slept together, we cared for each other and we comforted each other when needed.

I reached out and tugged him by the arm, causing him to lean towards me sideways, with no resistance whatsoever, and his head to fall to my chest. To my surprise, he was quite malleable in my hands and fell into the embrace as if he was expecting it to happen. One arm around his shoulders and the other hand pushing his hair back, so I could kiss the top of his head - he let me cuddle him and let his weight fall onto me.

“I’m sorry, H,” I mumbled against his hair, “I know it’s a decision that you made, but I also know that it hurts all the same.”

“Mh,” he adjusted and held me around the waist, “it’s never easy to go through a breakup, I feel like shit. But you know what?”

I hummed, letting him speak.

“She took it on the chin and called me out on my bullshit,” his chuckle could be felt on my stomach. “When I used the work excuse, she straight up told me to ‘stop fucking around and just get on with it’.”

“Mh, you do like when a partner can put you in your place.”

“Equally as much as I like to put them in their place.” His comment was accompanied by a quick glance up towards me and a squeeze to my middle.

“Alright,” My fingers buried through his strands and gave a tug at his hair. “Let me be a supportive friend and a great host and make you a cuppa.”

“I don’t need your lousy tea,” he mumbled, snuggling his face in my chest, “do you have any nice wine?”

“So that’s why you wanted to come over! Steal all the wine I brought from home?”

“I mean, kind of.” He shrugged and laughed, refusing to let me go. “Seeing your face is also a plus.”

And that is how we ended up with a glass of fine Italian wine each, nibbling on some Chinese food and the pictures I took on my holiday mirrored to my TV. He ooh’d and aah’d at every peak of greenery and blue skies and bright sun he saw, all the while teasing and making jokes to keep the morale up.

His head on my shoulder and his fingers playing with mine were clearly innocent touches - innocent touches that escalated when he turned his face and buried it in my neck when his fingers left mine and took a hold of my nape, when his mouth travelled to my jaw, my cheek. It only took me a split second to sigh at my stupidity and then turn my face, meeting his lips with mine.

And, I suppose he was right - I did end up jumping his bones.

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nowandajenn · 3 years

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Blue Christmas- Six

Pairing: Chris Evans/OC Kelly

Summary: After almost three years of marriage, everyone would tell you that Chris and his wife Kelly are the most stable, solid couple they know. But behind closed doors, things are tense as they keep trying for a baby, to no avail. When a secret threatens to shake their solid marriage to it’s core, will they be able to pick up the pieces?

Warnings: language, angst, shitty moms, family drama.

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December 24th

I don’t want to do this. I don’t want to do this. I don’t want to do this. I don’t want to do this.

The same thought runs through my head like a conga line as I stand in the bathroom of Connor’s house, finishing up my makeup.

“Hey, you almost ready?”

I jump at the sound of Connor’s voice and his sudden appearance behind me in the mirror and almost stab myself in the eyeball with my eyeliner pencil.

“How pissed do you think they’d be if I just didn’t show up?” I ask him rhetorically, already knowing the answer.

“Well, dad would be disappointed but he’d understand, and mom would probably come and hunt you down and never let you hear the end of it.”

“I could just never answer her calls again.” I shrug.

“Yeah, but then she’d show up at your house, the studio, HERE....and since I don’t feel like having her come over unannounced because you decided to be a chicken and skip out on Christmas Eve dinner, move your ass. We’re leaving in five minutes.”

As we stand in front of my parents’ front door, I run through a list in my head of things that I’d rather be doing than getting ready to face my parents. Or more specifically, my mother.

Get stung by a jellyfish. Having to walk through a room full of Legos barefoot. Pulling my own fingernails out one by one. Okay, maybe I went too far with that one.

“You ready?” Connor asks.

“No.” I deadpan.

Before we can stop her, Olivia reaches up and rings the doorbell.

I heave out a sigh of relief when it’s my dad that answers the door, knowing that at least I’m not going to be insulted before I even step foot inside the house.

We get ushered inside the house take off our coats before my dad wraps me in a hug.

“Where’s Chris?” he asks.

“He’s over at his dad’s house. You only get me tonight.” I say with a small smile.

“I guess we’ll have to make do.” he huffs out dramatically.

I make my way into the kitchen and my sister Colleen immediately hands me a glass of red wine.

“Here, you might need this.” she tells me. I roll my eyes, knowing that there’s no other choice than to nut up and face the music.

“Hey mom.”

My mom turns from the stove, her face completely devoid of any emotion.

“I didn’t even know if you were coming tonight, since you haven’t returned any of my phone calls or anything.”

“I’m sorry. I should have called you back. Things have been a little.....” my emotions start to bubble up in my throat, threatening to choke me. “Things have been busy. I’ve been swamped with work and getting last minute things done for Christmas. I wasn’t actively trying to ignore you.” I tell her.

“Why did you come with Connor and Olivia? Where’s Chris?”

Here we go.

“He’s at his dad’s house.”

“Why didn’t you go with him?”

“Because I knew I’d never hear the end of it if I didn’t show up here tonight. Chris will get let off the hook, though, right?” It takes everything in me not to roll my eyes.

“Chris is a busy man. He has an excuse.”

I take a deep breath, count to ten, and let it out before walking out of the kitchen. If there’s anything my mother loves more than passive aggressively insulting me at every turn, it’s getting the last word.

We’re all sitting around the living room opening presents when the doorbell rings. Since I’m closest to the door, I get up to answer it and nearly have a small stroke when I open the door.

“Hey.” Chris says, standing on my parents’ porch with his hands stuffed in his pockets.

I can only stand there and blink owlishly at him as my brain tries, and fails, to come up with something intelligent to say.

I look over my shoulder into the house to see that everyone is thankfully not paying attention, and pull the front door closed behind me.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, my breath puffing up in clouds in front of my face.

“Listen, I know what you’re thinking, but listen to me. I know your parents don’t know about what’s going on with us, and I know that if they think something is wrong, they’re going to be all over you.” Chris tells me.

I wrap my arms around myself and swallow hard.

I hate that he’s right.

“Can we just pretend that everything is okay? Just for tonight? We get through dinner with your parents and get you off the hook, and then, we can....” he trails off.

Before I can either agree or tell him to get the fuck off the porch, the door opens and my dad steps out.

“Chris! Hey, we thought you weren’t going to be able to make it!” my dad says, pulling him in for one of those man hug things.

“Not a chance. Finished up early so I headed right over. Sorry I’m late.”

My dad eyes me disapprovingly. “Get in the house before you catch pneumonia.”

Three things happen simultaneously when Chris steps foot into the house: Olivia squeals at top volume (because Uncle Chris is her favorite person in the world, second only to me) and runs into his waiting arms, my mom’s almost always stern looking face breaks into a huge smile, and Connor and Colleen’s jaws both drop open at almost the exact same time. It would be funny if I weren’t shitting my pants even more now about how the rest of this night was going to go.

Halfway through dinner, things are going about as well as can be expected, but I’m still ready for this night to just be over. Between Chris sitting next to me and having to act like we’re still the Chris and Kelly we used to be, the 13 passive aggressive digs my mom has thrown at me over the course of the evening, and the headache trying to hatch in my brain, I’m ready for this night to be over.

“How are things going at the studio, sweetheart?” my dad asks me.

“They’re fine. It’s always busy this time of year.” I tell him, pushing the food around on my plate.

“It must not be that busy if you can afford to be closed during the middle of the holiday season.” my mom sniffs.

“Brenda-” my dad warns.

“Mom, just let it go, okay? I needed a break. Things were a little hectic and I was getting burnt out. I needed some time off, and so did my staff.” I tell her.

I reach for the bottle of wine to refill my glass, and my mom snatches it from my hand.

“You’ve had enough. You’ve been drinking like a lush tonight, and I know you’re smoking again. I can smell it on you. You treat your body like shit; no wonder you can’t get pregnant.”

The sound of several sets of silverware clattering against the fine China that’s only brought out for Christmas is deafening.

My face burns with embarrassment and my heart lodges itself somewhere in the vicinity of my throat. Hot, angry tears spring to my eyes, and it takes me a minute before I can even move.

Chris is absolutely frozen, absolute shock and disappointment evident on his face at what my mother just said. It was the lowest possible blow she could have dealt, and she just absolutely nailed me with it with no remorse whatsoever.

Without a word, I push my chair back and stand up on shaky legs and leave the table and everyone hears the front door slam less than a minute later.

When his brain can fully process what just happened, Chris gets up and runs out the door after me, just in time to hear

“Just let her go. I didn’t mean it the way it sounded. She’s too sensitive.”

When Chris comes outside, I’m leaning against the passenger side door of his car, trying and failing to light a cigarette through my sobs.

“Hey, hey, stop. Come here. Give me that.” he says, taking the lighter from me. He flicks it once and holds the flame steady so I can light the cigarette and I take a deep drag in. He lights his own and leans against the car next to me.

“I stopped being surprised by anything she said a long time ago, you know. I stopped being shocked when she would make shitty comments about my weight or my clothes or anything I did. She’s always been like that with me. Nothing was ever good enough. I was never going to be as good as Colleen or Connor because I was the mistake. I was the baby she never wanted. I never tried to let it bother me or let it get to me, but....” I sob quietly and sniffle in the cold air. “Man, she just fucking sucker punched me right in the face. I never should have even told her about it; about how I was having trouble getting pregnant......I should have known.......” my words trail off as more sobs shake my body.

“Come here.” Chris whispers. He pulls me against his chest and wraps his arms around me and I hold onto him as tight as I can.

“I’m so sorry.” he whispers against my hair. Over the sound of the wind blowing, I can hear raised voices inside and can only imagine what’s going on in there. And to think it had been a pretty decent night up until that point.

“Will you take me home? I just....I don’t want to go back to Connor’s. I can’t be around any of them right now. I just want to go home and see Dodger and drink some more.”

“Okay. Whatever you want.”

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