#and also I kinda just want a sped up version of everything so I can see it all in a TIMELY MANNER

[starsanddragonflies]

Constantly wanting to re-watch and binge all of supernatural but realising a second later every single time that it is, in fact, not done in a weekend because there are just so. Many. SEASONS. And I just don’t feel like I have the time for that inbetween all the other shows I am currently also not watching

#seriously this is a DAILY OCCURENCE #‘oh I’d love to binge spn’ #but it is just so long???? #I will need to block out a few weeks if I stop doing literally every single other part of my life #and also I kinda just want a sped up version of everything so I can see it all in a TIMELY MANNER #But the task of actually watching it all AGAIN feels super daunting so I just don’t atm #I also really wanna watch the first 5 seasons but we all know the good bits are when Cas shows up and that’s like 3 full seasons of NO Cas #Also Sam still kinda annoys me :s #oh my god I am so tired lately #anyway #Amy rants in the tags #WHY CAN’T I REMEMBER MY TAGS #tag rant #??? #Spn #text post #About me #:/

[deathbxnny]

YQ's Mother Requestor Anon here! [Figured it's probably time I say that...]

Since people want a happy ending/alternate for the JY executes YQ's Mother request, I'm here to deliver! So the happy ending is that an older version of YQ makes a deal with the Aeon of Finality Terminus [Who theoretically can travel though and back in time] and becomes Terminus' Emanator in exchange of saving his mother/placing her body in hibernation to heal and regenerate.

But where exactly? Well, none other than Mr. Luocha's coffin! Older!YQ happens to be the person that Luocha promised so he has to run this errand and delivered the coffin to the Luofu, quite the plot twist don't you think?

How YQ's Mother!Reader awakens is at the Stellaron crisis, thanks to the overflowing power of the Stellaron that sped her recovery.

And oh yeah, they don't know it was Future!YQ that made it all happen until the Current!YQ does so, effectively a time loop/paradox.

[I hope ppl like this ending ^w^]

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A/N: Hello anon! Thank you for this phenomenal request! I love it! Also I'm sorry for the wait, I'm admittedly kinda burnt out with hsr haha, but anyhow, I hope this will be okay!

(OG Post to this here.)

Content: Angst, mentions of reincarnation, time travel, good ending, hurt/comfort, mentions of past death of reader, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns, but is reffered to as Yanqing's mother!

((Not fully proofread))

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Yanqing found out about what happened to his mother on complete accident. He had overheard it one night on his birthday, where Jing Yuan drunkenly told his brother how much he regretted everything he had done to them. And especially to poor Yanqing, who had to grow up without his dear mother. What made it even worse, was the realisation, that his mentor was his father all along.

Yanqing wasn't the same afterwards, as he began looking for any information he could find on what happened. He quickly learned that his entire life was a lie and it hurt. It hurt so much, that it nearly killed him from the heartbreak. And the trust he had in his mentor, or father to be exact, was completely gone.

When he confronted Jing Yuan about this, the man only sunk deeper into his depression, his fears finally becoming his reality. He explained everything to Yanqing and didn't stop him from leaving afterwards, as he knew he deserved to be left by his own son as punishment. Jing Yuan knew it would happen and eventually just accepted his fate, until he resigned from his duties altogether due to the heartbreak.

Yanqing on the other hand, was determined to find a way to bring his family back together. And after making a deal with the Aeon of Finality and becoming an Emanator, he was finally able to achieve his goals and turn back time. He didn't know if it would work, but he also just wanted to see his mother and father happy again. So he accepted his fate, as time turned back and everything went into action.

Back in the past, a certain merchant doctor was hauling around a coffin through the crowd of scared citizens, researchers and guards. He was mildly annoyed, mainly due to having been stuck somewhere earlier and only getting out through a cloud night and a mysterious man, but alas, he finally made it to his destination. The young man he spoke to regarding the delivery, told him to bring it to the general of the Xianzhou Luofu, something that did confuse Luocha a little at first. But he didn't care enough to question it either.

Setting down the coffin infront of some confused guards and a young blonde boy, who looked equally as baffled, the merchant simply asked for his pay and left. Yanqing asked a couple guards to get his mentor, as he carefully inspected the coffin in thought. He couldn't recall any mention of it and couldn't think of a reason for it's existence either. Jing Yuan seemed to share the same sentiment, as he and Yanqing shared a confused look.

The coffin was brought into a different room away from everyone, so that the two could have a closer look at it without endangering anyone. As Yanqing and Jing Yuan talked about what possibly could be it's purpose, the lid suddenly moved. Both of them jumped at this, a couple guards immideatly drawing their swords alongside Yanqing, who were halted by the general. They were all suspicious of it, as it arrived very closely after the Stellaron incident and were sick of surprises today.

But it seemed like life was in for more drama, when the lid began lifting again and a hand weakly reached out, as a soft voice asked for help. A voice Jing Yuan immideatly recognised. All colour left his face, as he stumbled forward in panic and pushed the entire lid fully off. Yanqing gasped in surprise at his mentors sudden action, quickly reaching his side with his swords to make sure nothing hurts him. But what he saw in the coffin, made him freeze.

It was you, Jing Yuan just knew it was. Especially when he cradled you close to his chest and let his apologies flow out of his mouth endlessly. He didn't know how this was possible or why you were back, but he just wanted to hold you. You were still quite weak and could only weakly hold onto him too, gently telling him that it was okay, before your eyes fell onto Yanqing. You immideatly knew who he was and gave him a smile, gently asking him to come closer. He was confused, asking Jing Yuan who you were, which made you answer for him.

You were his mother. The person he had only heard stories of. Who's death was never explained to him. He didn't know how to feel, just letting you hug him and it somehow felt familiar. Like he just knew you were telling the truth through the hug alone. Jing Yuan then told him the truth about everything. It was the first time Yanqing saw him so weak and emotional, practically begging for you both to forgive him.

The boy was confused and felt even a little betrayed for a moment, but was stopped by you gently telling him that it was okay. That it might take a moment for you to trust him again, but that you're just happy to have your family together again. And Yanqing supposed that for the beginning, he'd accept that too.

It was ultimately unknown how you were able to reincarnate and with time, you three decided to just forget it and live out your life's as the family you deserved to be.

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A/N: Okay so this was a long one... I hope it was okay, because I'm not only really burnt out, but also horribly sleep deprived, so I can only pray that any of this is coherent. Thank you again for the request Anon!<33

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail fanfic #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you #hsr x reader #hsr jing yuan #hsr jing yuan x reader #hsr

[sagau-fruit-bowl]

Hey folks! Here's part seven of The Guide because y'all seem to like this for some reason.

The Guide is a SAGAU (self aware Genshin alternate universe) fanfiction about what if the Player, instead of being the creator of the world, was instead seen as someone with godlike powers who took care of the world.

Part one

Part two

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Part five

Part six

Masterlist

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As [Name] set off down the road, they chuckled at Paimon's insistence on hovering around them, rambling all about the sights and foods she wanted to show them… but if [Name] was being honest, they zoned out a while ago, simply smiling and nodding along while in their own head.

"Oh! Oh! And Paimon has to introduce you to Aether's cooking!"

After about thirty minutes of Paimon raving over different recipes, Aether had enough, handing her a chicken skewer and begging her to stop talking.

[Name] didn't pay much attention to that either as they sorted through their thoughts.

'Things I know, my computer was acting odd and I passed out, I woke up here with everything I had on hand, I showed up in Windrise, I've met fucking AETHER AND PAIMON AND NOW I'M ON MY WAY TO MONDSTADT! I REALLY AM Y/N! No, no, hold up [Name]. Surely this is just a really bad acid trip, or maybe you were kidnapped, maybe your terrible sleeping and eating patterns got the best of you, maybe your doctor was right when they said you need to drink more water.' [Name] chuckled slightly at the mental image of one version of themselves trying to calm down a frantic alternative version as their brain attempted to soothe itself. 

Regardless, they continued their inner monologue, it kinda felt like a writer trying to come up with some sort of plot line for this fanfiction, I mean, a fanfiction.

'Okay, so, you've come to the conclusion this is likely you being passed out, yes? Yes, absolutely, what else could it be? So there's only one course of action for you to take. Simp openly? No, we don't want to embarrass ourselves even if this is a dream. No, [Name], as this may never happen again, you must meet every character, and you must hug them. That is your goal.' Name held back the urge to laugh out loud, this train of thought was amusing to say the least.

'Wouldn't that be even more embarrassing than properly simping? Perhaps, but it would also be a lot more rewarding. You've developed a goal [Name], now get to it.'

[Name] couldn't stop themselves from face palming at their thoughts and inner schemes and machinations.

Aether jolted slightly from berating an incredibly smug Paimon at the sound of skin hitting skin and turned to see The Guide shaking their head into one of their hands and muttering to themselves.

He moved away from his floating friend, who looked around his shoulder in curiosity, and sped up his walking slightly to be at the same pace as them.

"[Name]?" He asked, pulling the over thinker out of their mind.

"Yes Aether?" They responded, sounding a bit exasperated, it was at their own brain but Aether had no way of knowing so he simply ignored it for his mental health's sake.

"Is there something wrong? We've almost reached Mondstadt so perhaps we can fix whatever is troubling you there?"

[Name] brought their hand away from their face, looking around to see the walls of Mondstadt, looking quite a bit more intimidating than they do in the game. They chose to ignore Aether's question in favor of picking up speed to reach the inside of the walls quickly. 

Upon placing foot on the stone bridge, they saw the pigeons roosting all across the bridge.

[Name] resisted the urge to scowl at the things, vividly recalling how cruel pigeons could be in cities, and merely smiled at Timmy who waved back slowly, amazed his friends didn't fly away at this new arrival.

Aether flat out ignored the kid in favor of grabbing [Name]'s hand and pulling them quickly to the entrance to Mondstadt, turning around and offering the brightest grin he could offer before dropping to one knee.

"Welcome, My Guide, to Mondstadt."

[Name] stood still for a moment, straightening their back after noticing the odd looks the knights were giving them and offered a small wave to placate the strangers that they couldn't exactly remember the names of.

They leaned down and grabbed Aether's scarf, pulling him to his feet and whisper yelling their words into his ear.

"What was that about? Couldn't you at least wait until we're not in public to make a scene? Aether, you're better than this."

Aether felt his heart sink at their admonishment of his actions but shook those thoughts out of his mind. It had to happen after all. News travels fast as the wind in Mondstadt and as [Name] kept a grip on his scarf to lead him into town, he noticed a nearby knight set off at a jog towards the Headquarters. 

Jean would know what had occurred within the hour and in the meantime, Aether could enjoy his god's loving presence, not that he would let them be separated from him very easily.

[Name], on the other hand, was having a mini heart attack. It was funny the first time but really? In front of others? That isn't very nice of him. It was a Venti kind of stunt… Speaking of Venti, never let him know of this joke, he'd never let it go and probably take it a bit too far. What kind of joke even was this? Calling them weird titles? That sounds about right, though not very Aether like… actually, it might be Aether like.

Still, throughout their ridiculous thinking, they continued to drag Aether around, they wanted to find a place to stop and eat their meal but they doubted they had enough for the three. [Name] figured the meal would be fine until dinner so they lead the trio over to Good Hunter.

"Paimon, you mentioned a meal, do either of you two have the means to pay because I'm broke when it comes to mora."

Paimon grinned and turned to Aether who just sighed and pulled out a bag of mora from his bag.

"What do you two want?" He asked, a little sullenly while walking up to the counter and [Name] winced as Paimon began listing item after item from the menu.

Aether at her for a moment before tilting his head in [Name]'s direction which caused Paimon to shut her mouth and float backwards so [Name] could see the menu.

[Name] looked down at the menu and felt their heart stop as they realized the words looked indecipherable. [Name] simply considered themselves lucky they spoke the verbal language as obviously the written language was different.

After a moment of thinking, they decided to simply order something they already knew instead of requesting Aether translate the menu, provided he knew how.

"One sticky honey roast, please."

[Name] stepped away from the counter for a moment and looked around, they quickly noticed they were getting a lot of strange looks but supposed Aether getting a new traveling partner wasn't exactly common.

They sat down at a nearby table, waiting for Paimon and Aether to finish arguing over Paimon's worrying spending habits.

About three minutes later, the two joined the table, watching in silence as [Name] scanned each passerby.

It took [Name] a moment to notice it, but everybody walking around had a display on top of their head. The same font from before, when they had entered this weird dream. The writing showed their name and job, just as it did in the game.

[Name] snuck a glance at Aether but didn't see a display for him, they supposed it made sense, maybe those they had met properly wouldnt have it or it was purely for the fact he didn't have that mechanic or because he wasn't from that world. It was strange their brain factored that in in this strange dream.

Aether watched in silence as Paimon looked between the duo before huffing.

"You two are so quiet, did you get into a lover's quarrel while I was drooling over the food?"

[Name] chuckled and shook their head, not noticing Aether's slight blush and him grabbing his scarf to hide his cheeks before speaking. "Absolutely not. Their Grace just wants to watch people."

[Name] turned back to Aether at the title, giving him an unimpressed look to which he laughed nervously.

"I meant [Name]... not Your Grace, sorry Yo-[Name]."

"Still haven't explained that name to me, could I at least get an explanation for the title?"

Aether smiled gently and [Name] struggled not to give in to the simp instinct to let it go but he spoke cutting them out of their thoughts.

"It's the best we could think of, but considering what you are, anything you wish to be called will be honored."

[Name] was tempted to smack him for such a vague response but was interrupted when the sound of a woman's voice behind her drew her attention. 

"Traveler, what is the meaning of this?"

[Name] turned to see Jean standing behind her, Kaeya, Amber and Lisa by her side.

Aether spoke up from behind them "Don't you recognize The Guide when you see them?"

The group in front of them paused and then dropped to their knees as [Name] groaned. 

"Do I ever get an explanation for the titles?!"

Jean lifted her head up to look them in the eye. 

"After all you've done for our country and our world, the least Teyvat could do for you is treat you as our god."

[Name] blinked. "All I've done for you… do you mean playing characters and doing quests?"

"Playing? A fitting term for someone as powerful as yourself. Please, My Grace, accompany us to the cathedral so we can properly venerate you for your service and mercy upon Mondstadt."

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Part eight

Well dear followers. I may be sick but that will not stop me from posting part Seven. 

Feel free to like, comment, reblog, send in an ask, send in a request or even scroll past if it makes you feel more comfortable. 

@chihawari

@samuelftm

@mizuistrying

@karylles-world

@isaywhatiwant

(If your name is bolded, I could not tag you.)

#genshin x reader #sagau #genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin sagau #genshin self aware au #genshin impact sagau #sagau cult au #genshin impact x you #The Guide

[sleepdeprivedsimp101]

Optimus Prime X FM Reader (One Shot)

"How Is He Falling For Her?"

-So, most people that know me, know that I'm obsessed with transformers and Optimus. I wrote this 13 long page one shot of the Optimus from TFP (Transformers Prime). And I was kinda talked into posting it ...SOOOOO... We're here now 😅. This has no specific plot but I just wanted my brain to feel pretty after writing this.

Warnings: Mentions of sexual assault themes, fluff, and a little bit of spicy stuff at the end.

Word count: 3,619

Song Inspiration:

-Isabel LaRosa - I'm yours

-(Sped Up Version)

Optimus to others is seen as a prime, a leader, a bot with a kind spark, and at some points even cold. He doesn’t mean to be mean, he just probably doesn’t know how to have fun. Or perhaps even relax. While Optimus is seen in such a way, (y/n) knows deep down how he truly feels about his team. She has always grown some type of connection with Prime. The more time that they spend with each other, the more Optimus starts to feel things. Feelings that aren’t familiar to him, but at the same time, intoxicating. Even when you do the littlest things, he can’t help but look. When you talk about your passions, when you laugh, say an idea that helps out missions, the way how you encourage others to do their best…

The way how you look into his optics makes him feel like time has stopped, and only for you two.

…

When your (H/C) hair shines in the sun when the sunrise comes up and makes your eyes turn into a hazel color shimmer.

Literally, everything about you makes every fiber in his metal body, melt and crumble away, he is torn by your beauty and the fact that you were human. He was only an Autobot, nothing could ever happen.

Until one night you went to ask Optimus for a favor, which he quickly approved of. It makes Optimus happy because he always wants to spend as much time with you as possible.

However the request was rather odd, you asked him if he could give you a ride with one other person because they asked you out on a date to the movie theaters. You didn’t want to go but you also didn’t know how to say ‘no’. You couldn’t ask any of your others friends because they would only say just go by yourself.

Optimus is still rather confused about the term “Date”.

“(Y/N), I'm afraid your human terms are still rather confusing. Can you please educate me on this term?”

“Well, for humans when two people seem very interested in each other or are just really close friends, and want to spend more time together just one on one, they go out together to do something fun and usually romantic.”

Optimus understood a little bit more.

“Interesting, but this “Cody” friend of yours from school, I think I recall that you didn’t like his company.”

It hit you at that moment that Optimus must have overheard you complain about Cody to the others and the bots, about how he’s really cool to hang with as a friend but sometimes tries to flirt with you and it makes you icky on the inside.

“Yes, but I just need to be able to deal with him for the rest of the week that way we can get along while we finish this last project for my college class.”

“I need you, Optimus, I need like a third wheel in case something goes wrong.”

Optimus now looks at you with the most love-sick optics after he heard that first line come out of your mouth.

He kneels down on the ground to get closer to you. With his face inches away from yours, he smiles.

“Don’t worry Lady (y/n), I will be there to accompany you and your ‘Date’.”

He says as he rolls his eyes at that last comment.

You laugh and feel some weight lift off your shoulders.

“Thank you thank you Thank you!”

As you said that, you get on your tippy toes to place a kiss on his metal cheek. And walk away without looking back at him.

“I promise I’ll make this up to you. See ya later.”

When you left the room, the prime was still in shock, he goes to touch the side where you kissed him, and starts to overheat a little.

“No need (y/n), you already have.”

He says to himself as he smiles in adoration. -Time skip-

It was finally time for your date with Cody but he texted you to let you know he still needed some more time to get ready so that meant you still had more time to yourself. But you were dreading it even more as every second passes by.

Optimus sees your discomfort, so he walks in front of your view.

“(y/n), are you alright? you seem uneasy.”

“Yeah, I’m totally fine, just a little nervous.”

He didn’t buy your strong act, he knew that you didn’t like this.

“Don’t worry, m’lady, I will be with you the entire time, you won’t be alone, plus I promised to protect you.”

Heat suddenly started to rise in your face, he just called you M’lady.

“Thank you Optimus, also where did you learn that word from?”

“What word?”

“M’lady, You’ve never called me that before.”

“Oh, well I did some research last night with Raph on how dates work, and this term was mentioned as a form of respect to the females and to make them seem like a goddess. Do you think it was wrong for me to say such?”

“OH of course not it's totally fine, I actually kinda find it sweet, nobody has ever really said that to me before. Probably because I’m not pretty enough.”

Optimus’s face contorts in a look of disbelief.

He chuckles.

“Oh, but on the contrary, I highly doubt that, I think you are extraordinarily, beautiful.”

He says as he gives you a smirk and looks you up and down.

This made you feel red in the face. You looked away from him to try to compose yourself.

“Ehem, thank you Optimus, I could say the same about you too.”

“Thank you, and since you like the name, maybe I should call you that more often.”

“Sure if ya want.”

“Very well, M’Lady.”

You think to your self god why did he have to make that sound so sexy?

Miko comes to walk in to see you off.

“Hey, guys are you almost ready for that date?”

Confused by her question.

“What do you mean Miko? I am ready.”

“Seriously you're going in that? No offense.”

“It’s just jeans and a sweater.”

“Yeah, I know but aren’t you supposed to wear dresses and stuff to dates?”

Oh, shoot she was right I was too focused on trying to be on Cody’s good side that I forgot to completely sell it.

“Good call Miko let me go get changed real quick.”

You run off to your dorm area in the base.

-Time skip to when you got done getting dressed.-

You only just popped on a nice simple dress that you barely wear because it’s only for special occasions, it was one of your favorites tho, though it was a blue dress with flowers all over it and it had a little bit of fluff to add style and volume. You loved how easy it was to move in it. While looking at yourself in the mirror, you wondered what a certain someone who think or say if they saw you in this.

Finally, as you walk out. You go to call Optimus he was talking to ratchet at the time but when he turned around to look at you, you see his optics slightly get bigger as they scan your figure.

"Hey, what do you think?" You say as you twirl. And oh how he loved to see you do that in slow motion.

He feels like he could stare at you for hours. He smiles at you with a smile you would see rarely. The kind that makes you feel lovesick.

"Extraordinary" He whispers to himself

"What?"

He stumbles on his thoughts and words.

"You look, magnificent M'lady."

Now it was your turn to stumble on your words. You pulled your gaze away from Optimus and started to get light-headed. Does he really think I’m pretty enough to be called magnificent? How am I possibly going to make all this up to him?

As you overthink and contemplate your self Optimus can’t help but keep looking at you, he almost thought there was something missing, not that you needed any changes to your beautiful outfit but still, he wanted to try to help you in a certain sense.

“If you will excuse me for a moment I think I got something.”

“Um sure, I’ll be here.”

Optimus goes to walk to his bathroom to grab your flower crown that you gave to Optimus, as a thank you for saving your life. It did not fit him at all but he kept it safe and close to him because it meant a lot. Once he retrieved it he went back to meet with you and saw that you were on the phone with someone while looking at yourself in the mirror to make sure everything was okay.

“Alright Cody, we’ll… I mean I’ll see ya soon, bye.”

“-Okay bye sugar-” You hang up and look in the mirror again fixing your hair a bit.

“Do you think I should put my hair up?”

Optimus smiles and walks over to you and kneels down behind you so that the both of you were looking in the mirror

“No, because there wouldn’t be any room for this."

You hum in confusion and then saw Optimus gently put the flower crown on your head, it fell over a little bit on one side but you fixed it.

“Haha awwww, you kept it this whole time?”

“Indeed it is very special to me.”

You turn to look at Optimus with the biggest grin on your face. And you can see how his gaze slowly softens at you as every second passes by. Unfortunately, the moment has to be ruined as Miko runs in saying that you guys were going to be late.

Breaking away from each other's gaze Optimus goes to transform into his vehicle mode, he opens his driver's side door for you to get in. When you got in you then guided Optimus in the direction of Cody's house. The closer you were getting to his place the more nervous and uncomfortable you were getting. Optimus broke you out of your thoughts when he spoke to ask you a question.

“(Y/N), from what I collected from the web there are usually two different types of movie theaters, one indoors and one outdoors. Which one are we going to?”

You thought to your self ‘dang he was fast to look that up.'

“We're going to an outdoor one, that's why we’re picking up Cody.”

Optimus hums to your response but it sounded like he was annoyed by that. “What?”

“Sorry what?”

You start to worry again and start to feel bad that you practically threw Optimus under the bus.

“Do you not like this idea you know if you don’t feel comfortable with him sitting in your seat then I can just-”

“No need, even if I feel some discomfort it doesn’t matter, because I made a promise to you, that I will stay with you the entire night. You matter more.”

You let out a breath of relief at his response. But feel conflicted to ask him a question again.

“Wait so if you're fine with him being in your seat then why did you hum like that earlier?”

“It's because I wasn’t fond of the idea of him getting to look at you the entire night while I would much rather do that.”

…..

Oh dear god, this bot is going to be the death of me.

“HAHA, Optimus are you getting jealous, that's so sweet.”

I had to laugh it off, I lowkey can feel my cheeks burning.

“Maybe I am.”

He said with a bit of a cocky tone in his voice.

Optimus’s Pov:

When we finally pull up to Cody’s house, (Y/N) got to go knock on his door. When he came out he had this stupid grin on his face and went to go hug her. I felt some rising anger in me because she looked like she didn’t like the physical contact. I really perform my arms around her.

When they got to my vehicle Cody tried to get in the front seat, but I locked my door before he could get the chance.

“Hey uhh, the door is locked did you leave the keys inside?”

“Uh no here let me check.”

Oh for the love of the primes let her drive.

“OHHH I’m sorry I forgot this truck only allows me to drive it because of fingerprints and voice activation, plus you don’t have a license to drive semi-trucks so I’ll just take us there,”

I can’t believe she just came up with that excuse for me, it's like she knew. I love this woman.

When she got into the driver's seat she placed her hands on the steering wheels and stepped on the peddle to start driving. There were some points where I was in control but at other points, she took care of me. The entire drive though Cody was actually on his phone, for the most part, he made small takes here and there. But when he would try to make a certain comment to (y/n) to try to impress her or get a reaction, she would fake laugh it off and grip tighter on my steering wheel. I could sense her hands her a little unsteady, so since I have heating sensors, I wormed up the steering wheel to let her know I was here and that it was okay. She relaxed a little bit and smiled to herself.

When getting to the drive-in movie theater and they get their ‘popcorn?’ a very odd name for a type of human substance. The movie that Cody picked was the notebook, it was one of those movie nights where humans go to watch classic films on the big screen. (y/n) mention before actually, it was one of her favorite movies that make her cry every time. Once we parked into our parking spot (y/n) pulled out her blanket and put her knees up to her chest, something that she does on a daily when she feels like it or feels anxious.

While we were watching the movie I could sense that Cody was staring at (y/n) for a time longer than he should have. I could sense her sinking into my seat feeling a little uneasy about this.

“Are you enjoying the movie?” She asked.

“Not really it’s lowkey kinda boring.” He replies

“Oh well, I’m sorry.”

That little– He gets to spend at least 2 hours with her and you say something as inconsiderate as that. If it were me I would watch this movie a thousand times if it meant I got to sit next to her.

“You know I have a better idea.” He comments out of a sly evil tone.

(y/n) doesn’t look over but replies with a ‘what’.

“We could go someplace else and… try something new in our friendship.”

When he said that he reaches over to graze her arm with his disgusting hands.

She flinches away and gets ready to say something.

“You mean like mini golf hehe.”

She replies trying to shake off whatever he was applying.

“Not really, I was thinking something more, personal.”

Then when he started to move his hand to her thigh, that's when I snapped.

I made the seat that he was sitting in jolt up enough for him to get his hand off of her and hit his head.

“WHAT THE, WOAH”

I then opened my door and made the seat kick him out. Then when I did that I drove backward out of the parking spot and drove away from the perv.

“OPTIMUS! What was that? You could have blown your cover.”

“My dear, I will explain to you why I reacted in such a manner but wait until I drive to a more responsible area.”

“I-”

“Trust me, please.”

She takes a second. “Okay, I trust you.”

“Thank you.”

The drive there was quiet, I could sense that the shaking she had felt earlier had calmed down.

I pulled into an abandoned gas station that she and I tend to go to a lot because it was close to her house.

She steps out and I take a moment to transform into my bot form.

“Okay, let me hear it.” She says to me in a demanding stance with her arms crossed, I felt bad for making her unpleased but at the same time, I found her anger surprisingly attractive and intriguing. I’ve never really seen her like this, she usually always has a calm demeanor or a smile on her face.

“uh eh, me first, (y/n) does he do this to you often?”

“No that was just the one time, but he always tries something to get me to sleep with him.”

“I never want you to see or speak to that piece of scrap ever again. I swear if he touches you again I’ll-”

“Optimus, I’m okay I swear, I’ve dealt with thugs like him before and survived.” She states in a manner of cockiness but I know deep down that she hates the fact that she has to deal with such.

“No, it’s not fine (y/n), what if he seriously did something and I would never see you again?”

(Y/N) Pov

Oh, I see what this is about.

“You really care about me huh?”

“Yes, indeed I do.”

“Can you pick me up real quick?”

Optimus doesn’t question it so he does what you ask of him.

He holds you but you weren’t close enough.

“Comer.”

You say, and when he brought you closer, he lifted you near his ear because he thinks you want to tell him something.

But you don’t say anything, instead, you place a quick kiss on his cheek plate. He froze for a moment and goes to stare at you.

“What was that for?” He asks with a smile forming across his face.

“It's me saying thank you, thank you for always being there when I needed you, thank you for saving me. Why? Should I have not done that-”

Without a chance to say anything else. Optimus goes to put you back down, panic started to well up within you thinking you made a mistake. But your overthinking was interrupted when he spoke.

“I really shouldn’t be doing this because it takes too much of my Energon but.”

And then just like that Optimus transforms into his holo form but his solid one. Your eyes widen, you’ve seen his holo form before. His slick back hair with some white strands on the side, red leather jacket, combat boots, and joggers. One or two tiny scars on his face. One on his eyebrow the other just right on the tip of his upper lip. And his beautiful blue eyes that were staring right back at you. They were usually so calm but they looked intense this time, hungry…

Optimus walks up to you to close the distance between you two and goes to put one hand on your waist and the other on your cheek to hold your face. He looks at you with pleading eyes, then you nod your head for his consent. And he gently goes to kiss you patiently. But at the same time, it was rough and hungry, like he had been waiting all this time to be this close to you. But you felt the same feeling right back at him.

You break away with heavy breathing trying to form words and all you could get out was his name. His true name…

“Orion-”

“Shut up-*”

He huffs out and goes to close the distance again. He just couldn’t get enough. At this point, you guys were fighting for dominance, his hands Rome around your fragile frame as your Rome around his hair and his well-built chest.

What feels like minutes pass by you both start to calm down and pull away from each other. After catching your breaths, Optimus goes to look at you and lays his forehead on yours.

“Where did you learn that name from?”

“Ratchet told me, I think it's a very fitting name. But where did you learn to kiss like that or even know what kissing was?”

“I’ve been on this planet for a long time, and besides-” He starts to get close to your ear.

“A true prime never reveals his secrets.”

His distinctive voice and sly tone sent shivers down your whole body, when he backed away his face a little, you saw one of the most devilish smiles you’ve ever seen him make. It was hot.

You become even more flushed and go to bury your head into his chest, he chuckles and holds you tighter, and looks up at the stars.

“You’re very beautiful when your face turns red you know that?”

“Shut up.”

You laugh.

“Should we head back to base?”

You ask.

“Hmmm, perhaps we shall stay here a bit longer, I want to keep holding you.”

“But what about your Energon?”

“Hmmm”

“Okay 5 more minutes, okay?”

you reply in defeat.

“Good, that will also leave me time to kiss you more.”

You laugh out loud and try to pull away but Optimus still holds you in his grip smiling to himself trying to get close to your lips again.

You think to yourself after that night, what will become of you and Optimus’s relationship? Friends with benefits? Something more. But at the same time, you just don’t want to care or worry, you’re just finally feeling some form of happiness for the first time in a long time.

#Tfp optimus prime #Optimus prime x reader #Optimus one shots #Optimus prime #transformers #Transformers prime #Transformers x reader #Optimus x y/n #Transformers x y/n #why did I write this? #Robots are hot #Fanfiction #Fanfic #Transformers fanfic #Optimus fanfic

[pzyii]

Refrence sheet (aka an excuse to talk about details and scars)

all the details are under cut (tw for small self harm mention)

First just short. Yes she’s a lesbian, Idc that if btvs was made today they would’ve written her as bi, that’s not how it is, she’s written as a lesbian, she’s just comphet.

Secondly, I hc her as enby because well I want to, she likes using the trans flag too cause she thinks it’s pretty. (Tara’s a trans woman btw. And Dawn is transfeminine, a hc I can talk about a lot too if prompted. They are a family of trans lesbians)

And she goes by she/they/it with no special preferences cause I say so, tho I only used she in these rants for simplicity.

And yeah she's autistic but we all already knew that.

gonna go by detail by detail for these closeups

Chest scar: so personally I headcanon that Willow (without thinking) took Tara’s pain as she died. Partly because of how she describes being shot to Warren so- personally. And just cause historically she haven’t been the best at controlling her powers. So that combined with everything that happened during her Dark Willow arc combined and I guess manifested a scar. It partly represents just how shattered and broken her heart became when Tara died.

Stomach scar: pretty self explanatory, she got it from the Gnarl in Same Time, Same Place. Because I think when you heal something using nature-healthy magic it leaves a scar cause it’s really just a sped up version of the natural process. This is especially true for when Willow heals herself cause of guilt that is always in her head trying to convince her to not heal. Also just like- she had strips of her skin eaten, that’s bound to leave a scar. And just the whole episode is so great and everything about it is so important so I think she needs a reminder of it.

Thin scars: a few are scratches she’s gotten over the years but most are sh scars. There’s not much to elaborate with that for now, I just think it’s something she did/does.

Big forearm scars: these are from when she resurrected Buffy. She has 2 alike ones on her other forearm. Another headcanon I have is that when wounds are caused by like really dark magicks, like the ones Willow used, scars don’t tend to heal normally, so they took a lot longer to heal than normal wounds their size, and also left clearer scars. Also yknow more scars that work as reminders for her guilt.

Rings: she’s gotten them from a bunch of different people, I don’t have the specifics for that, but the one with green is one is Buffys (in Who Are You? Willow is wearing one of Buffys rings that she and Tara uses for the spell)

Braclets: there’s nothing special about the beige one but the blue one is one of those braided friendship braclets. Dawn made it for her.

Burn scar: it is what I just said. She got it in Gingerbread (she screams like “Buffy I’m on fire!” During it). Not only is Gingerbread one of my favrouite MOTW episodes but it’s really important in understanding Willows character because of her relationship with her mom. So I thought if I had the opportunity to give her a physical scar to remind her of the time her mom tried to kill her i just had to take it. In my personal headcanon of the show she walked with crutches in Helpless (since that only takes place one week after Gingerbread). (Also funfact, in my mlp au i haven’t posted here(if anyones interested send an ask) the burn caused chronic pain and she uses a pony-wheelchair)

Hair: her hair used to be fully the same mid ginger colour but after Dark Willow it was permanently darkened at her roots.

Eyes: her eyes used to be green but turned pink because of the Buffy resurrection spell. And this is very much partly cause I’m an artist who just wants to have fun with my design. But it’s also the complementary hue to the one I use for Buffys eyes. Plus to me when you resurrect someone your soul and essence is kinda torn apart cause you need to kinda go to the afterlife to get them back in a way. So yeah her physical body was put through trials but so was just her psyche and well soul i guess, and because of that her soul is weirdly connected to Buffys, which also was torn apart and put back together. So complimentary!!! (Buffy didn’t notice the the change in colour until their conversation on the curb in Gone, she thinks they’re pretty)

Scars under eyes: these are also partly cause of stylistic choice (to be fair all are). But my design of Dark Willow has veins under her eyes, like tears. So they left scars, scars that also in theory looks like tears.

#i dont have much to say in the comments for once #prett long post to be fair #anyways anything youre wondering about just send me an ask!!! #willow rosenberg #btvs #buffy the vampire slayer #willow Rosenberg fanart #btvs fanart #also yeah i took the hair from the comics cause its more fun than s7 #cause its more fun to draw than s7 #plus semi hippie outfit all day every day #buffy art #buffy fandom #headcanons #buffy the vampire slayer fanart #pzyii arts #refrence sheet

[risette-blast]

PERSONA 2 INNOCENT SIN SPOILERS AHEAD! DON'T READ THIS IF YOU'RE REMOTELY INTERESTED IN PLAYING THE GAME AND HAVEN'T BEEN SPOILED ON IT!!

(oh there are also traitor spoilers for P5 in here, but I feel like anyone who has played P2 has also played P5 already lol)

so last night, I finished P2IS. the ending still hurts by the way lol. but i've had a bit of time since then to think about the game in retrospect. so i wrote up a thought dump with sort of my "initial" thoughts on the game on twitter. afterwards, i decided to repost it here but with more detail since i'm not constrained with a character limit the same way I am with twitter (it's still gonna be in bullet points bc I don't really want to structure this like an essay haha)

this game's ending really was brutal. this is the main thing I've commented on ever since finishing the game, but it truly is awful. Maya is stabbed and killed, Lisa can't even heal her with Dia no matter how much she tries. the Earth is destroyed by suddenly stopping its rotation, causing the resultant inertia to instantly kill everything. in the end, it just turns out to be a rigged game between Philemon and Nyarlathotep (god that name is hard to spell lol). and then the entire cast is forced to go back in time and forget their memories with each other and everything to prevent the world from ending again. it's truly a cruel fate for them, I really did want them to have a happy ending so it just really hurts. 😭

a lot of this game's moments hit hard due to how good the OST is. this has honestly gone up to being one of my favorite Persona OSTs, and given how strong its competition has been, that's a noteworthy feat.

the gameplay was ass lol. I can't pretend it was good, it's worse than P1 in some areas which is wild (still liked IS more overall though, 1 has some very questionable mechanics)

now apparently this is specific to the PSP version, but man the menus were so slow. thankfully I was playing on an emulator so I even had this option but I genuinely just sped up the game somewhat frequently just to get through the menus more quickly

it was also probably the easiest Persona game I've ever played. P5R is genuinely harder. i'm not even kidding. I've gone on and on about how easy P5R is (on twitter), but P2IS makes P5R look challenging in comparison.

the characters were great. i didn't think I'd care about them as much as I did. they all had wonderful bonds with each other. personally I felt like yukino was the "weak" link, and like she doesn't have the bonds the other do so it only makes sense. and even then? she has some great moments and is genuinely well written too. I had played P1 before this but yukino wasn't in my party so she essentially disappeared; it's nice to actually get to know her.

that said, I don't rly like how P1 and P2 both kinda hide extra character details behind very optional dialogue that's easy to miss. it's not nearly as bad in IS though bc they get more characterization in the main story, so a lot of the characters in IS resonated with me more on a first playthrough than 1's characters did.

I've heard some people say P2's shadow encounters are better than P4's. I'm not sure I agree with that at least just from IS, but I thought they were pretty competent. I did like that they built up to the shadow encounters throughout the game, it's an interesting approach.

...personally I still like the P4 shadow encounters more overall. I just also really like the way the IS shadow encounters were handled too especially in the context of the story.

the dialogue about personas and masks was really cool. I wish the new Persona games did acknowledge that everyone has multiple masks they put on. the only characters from P3-P5 who really explore this imo (as far as I can remember) are Rise and Akechi, and even then, it's not nearly as substantial as 1/2. Rise's arc is more about her accepting that she can have multiple selves that are all her, and with Akechi, while he has two different masks that represent both the facade he presents to society vs his true nature, it's just a case of facade vs true nature, whereas IS acknowledges that everyone has multiple masks they present to society that form a full self.

I personally wasn't too invested in the romance options, and the game clearly didn't consider them super important either seeing as they barely affect the story or interactions, but I really did like that Jun was presented as a genuine, serious option. also it's not like P3-5 where it's kinda subjective, I feel like Jun just fits the best especially in retrospect.

I now truly understand why newsona's mechanics (calendar, s.links, etc) wouldn't work at all. there's no room in the story for that.

I didn't think the pacing was the best tbh. it feels like not a lot happens at first, then they throw a ton of story at you halfway through the game, then a lot more near the end. it could've been distributed a little better. I hear EP is better with this though.

I do have a few issues with the way the plot was presented. tbh it was just a little absurd lol, and also revealing that the whole story was Philemon vs Nyarlathotep (again, tough name to spell lol) at the very end was kinda mid. maybe I'll like it more with the context of EP. but what really made the story for me was ultimately the characters and their development, not so much the actual events in the plot itself, if that makes sense.

I love the ending theme, kimi no tonari. when you realize that the sumaru city (and a lot of songs in the game) share the same general leitmotif it just makes you sad to hear them in retrospect 😔

#persona #atlus #persona 2 innocent sin #persona 2 #p2 #p2is #thoughts #tatsuya suou #maya amano #lisa silverman #eikichi mishina #jun kurosu

[fatuismooches]

I saw ur post about doing another Capitano Childhood Crush fic and I lowkey really want to see his POV, it really left me curious about how he felt towards reader.. Like, when he started developing his feelings towards reader.

It left me curious too about why he decided to join the Fatui (I'm thinking that he decided to join the Fatui to become stronger, not just because he want to change himself from being weak bcs he keep getting bullied back in the day, but also to protect the one he share his childhood memories with [i believe he still remembered the day when his bullies starts making fun of reader when reader tries to help him 😔] he really wanted to repay every single thing what reader did and give to him [but you can do your own version too if you want, this is just my dumb idea.. 😅])

I want to mention about the part where he mentioned that he always training alone at the place where him and reader used to play together when they are still a children bcs it helps him to clear his mind, but also hoping that one day, reader will come to this place and meet him again (that part still makes my heart flutter, he's so sweet 😭💞)

I also curious how he felt after becoming one of the top Harbinger and also how he felt when he finally met reader again after all of these years that already passed at the place i mentioned above

At the moment, thats all i can think of.. for now 👀 but, i'll come back again. Maybe another idea popped up again. Also, dont forget to get some rest okay? 👍

-🥝

I love how big your brain is 🥝 anon...

I've not very experienced in writing POVs of the characters but this sounds so cute tbh😭🛐❤️ (Capitano internally fawning over everything you do? yes, it's going to happen...

what you think capitano's expression is - 😐

capitano internally - 🥰🥰)

I also wonder why he joined the Fatui, I wonder that for all the harbingers tbh, but your idea sounds so cute!!😭😭 All the other recruits were after money, rank, power, but him? He's the kinda guy who carried a small picture of you everywhere he went to keep him company. The thought of giving you a comfortable, lavish life after everything you've done for him is just MWAHHHH🛐

Hehe, when Capitano saw you at your childhood meet-up spot after so many years his heart rate sped up for the first time in FOREVER.. he don't care abt anyone but everything gets thrown out the window when he's w/ you😔💘

#smooches talks #🥝 anon #im declaring u the #number 1 capitano lover btw

[infiniteorangethethird]

hi i decided i want to come into your ask box

idk what to ask though

oooh you've watched heartstopper now, right? how did you feel about isaac's arc? because i think it was done really well, if a little sped run (but that's fine, this is a series, everything is a little sped run) especially compared to loveless (obviously not the same thing just the same type of rep from the same person and i doubt georgia's story will be adaptated so i like the wonder about the similarities and the differences between the two characters) but loveless was a bit of a trainwreck. well her coming to terms with what's going on with her. but like, fair and also it's probably one of the best things about the book. denial is very relatable lol

i miss loveless :c one of my (ex-?) friends borrowed it but i don't think she wants to read it anymore but i don't want to meet up with her that much anymore but i want the book back but i am too much of a coward to ask about it (i will i swear i just need to ready myself i guess)

have you read radio-silence? i bought it like a week ago but i haven't started (because i also bought the new version of i fell in love with hope and i was fangirling about that).

anyway how are you doing? any stargazing that happened in the past two weeks?

hi hi hellooo bestie I'm doing fine all things considered thank you for asking! Sadly I haven't done any stargazing, without friends to joke around with there's a not insignificant chance of me just straight up falling asleep out on the fields which. Not exactly optimal 😂

so uh funny story I haven't actually watched heartstopper s2 yet (don't even ask how I managed to let it get this far) but if all goes according to plan I'm gonna fix that problem today! I'm really looking forward to that Isaac arc tho & will return with opinions afterwards (you cannot escape me hehe)

I actually read all (I think?) Oseman books so yes, Radio Silence too! It's been a hot minute since then tho so ngl I don't remember much of it, I really gotta reread it and all the others as well heh. I do remember it was overall a good read, definitely would recommend! (Also I just skimmed I Fell in Love with Hope's summary and man color me intrigued 👀)

anyway what about you, how you doin' these fine kinda rainy summer days? found some interesting new constellations recently?

(ps if you need some butt-kicking to get your book back, you know you can count on my (sadly only virtual) support <3 good luck facing your ex? friend regardless I know you got this <3 <3)

#i have literally no idea how to tag this lol #hope ur doing well bestie #asks

[sexydreamgirl]

what did you do to perfect your sc so fast omg??

Okay so here’s the highly anticipated explanation of how I, Hera Huxtable, acquired my self concept within 24 hours. It’s a bit of a personal story tied with past association so if you’ve followed me for some time you’ve likely heard of these two and I swear they’re both relevant to my self concept story. I've never explained it to this extent though.

To vaguely discuss the past association I connected this instance of acquiring my self concept to the time I decided I was that bitch out of the blue and persisted in that assumption (I can tell you wholeheartedly that this is the reason why I have never struggled with being insecure physically) but I'll talk a little more about this later.

Moving onto the personal story I discovered the law of assumption around late July/early August right and I kinda sorta knew about the God thing but hadn’t really dived deep into it. This also came to be around the time my best friend and I came to the decision to no longer be friends. When we split I took it quite hard and I made the decision to give myself 24 hours to cry it out be sad about it and move on (it ended up happening within 5 hours by the way) which was a new thing for me because this was way back when I repulsively resonated with the cancer sun title (being an emotional crybaby). And you know what happened when I established that time limit for myself? I snapped. For the first time I simply decided, “you know what? I’m not gonna let myself feel miserable over this any longer and nothing is gonna make me feel this shitty ever again” and with that decision also came “I'm done being a whiny ass victim and I'm done being someone I don't wanna be”. That same week was when I immersed myself in the law of assumption and started learning more by reading Neville’s lectures and like I said I was still relatively new to the God thing and I didn’t know how literal it was, I just knew you could manifest absolutely anything and with that knowledge my peace of mind grew. It was very comforting knowing that I could always get my best friend back if I ever wanted to, which sped up the healing process and I also mentioned that as my self concept increased more and more by the day I eventually lost absolute interest in getting them back and I moved on completely. That same week I also learned about EIYPO and had to come to terms that it was my fault and I was the one who manifested us not being friends anymore all the while it made little to no sense to me because WHY would I want to not have my best friend anymore? But it didn’t matter whether it made sense or not I held myself accountable for it and accepted that I was the root of the issue and the fact that I could also undo it made it less of a big deal to me so it was like ok fine I did it whatever. (You’ll see why I mentioned this bit as well shortly)

That day I decided I had enough of the victim mentality and because of that I have never dealt with spirals, impatience, insecurities or any of that unfavorable stuff. It was just like “yeah I'm that bitch and I always get what I want idc about anything else I'm not accepting shit I don’t want and don’t deserve from here on out”. And of course there were instances that challenged my self concept but I knew better than to let anything from the 3D matter or define me which goes back to that whole confidence angle I mentioned at the beginning because listen I had people that had something to say about my confidence but I never cared and never paid attention so that’s why self concept is so reminiscent of how I picked up my confidence, it was just deciding, persisting and placing myself on a pedestal. You focus on the new version of you that you want to be and you turn your attention away from everything that dares challenge or question that.

If you ever spiral after reading this, I advise you to try a similar approach to my story. Take advantage of all the intense emotions that you’re feeling, decide that it's the last time you will ever feel that way and use it as motivation to sever ties with that old you. See that person spiraling as an image of self that you’ve had enough of. Decide that you will no longer identify with that non serving version of yourself that is quite literally interfering with the version of you that CAN get what they want. I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: it always starts with you. You have to be the one to put your foot down and finally decide to stop yourself from continuing to be the source of your own sabotage because there will never be anyone to blame and there will never be anyone to change but self. For once you just need to hold yourself accountable no matter how uncomfortable it may feel because at the end of the day this is something you’re doing for YOURSELF and no one else. Remember that before you make the decision to wallow in the victim mentality once more, my love. I know it can be mildly uncomfortable territory to call yourself out like that especially when you're accustomed to comforting yourself by thinking that the world is the problem instead of you but I promise you that when you choose to make that decision for yourself, you will look back and wonder why you didn't do it sooner. It's one of the best decisions I have ever made for myself and I can assure you it will most definitely be the same for you too ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭

#self concept #hera's greatest hits

[alrightberries]

strawberries and cigarettes (always taste like you)

❈ pairing: levi ackerman x reader

❈ genre: angst ❈ word count: 4k

❈ summary: Levi celebrates Christmas Eve the only way he knew how: getting drunk and high on a rooftop while thinking about you.

❈ trigger warnings: drinking and smoking. mentions of violence, gore, blood and death. brief mention of sex. profanity.

a/n: canon compliant but also kinda not? idk if they have cigarettes in the aot/snk universe or if they celebrate christmas so just roll with it.

Smoke puffed out of Levi’s lips, slowly dissipating in the chilly December night. The breeze that passed by caused goosebumps to rise on his skin, a product of the winter’s unforgiving coldness, and the thought of getting off the rooftop where he sat in silence briefly crossed his mind. His office wasn’t that far and it wouldn’t take that long to quickly grab his coat, but the longer he stayed and stared at the dark sky, the more he found himself not caring about the cold breeze or the below zero temperatures. 

He took another puff from the cigarette in his hand, eyes drifting towards the barracks where the rest of the regiment most likely was at this hour. The torches and lamps scattered around the base glowed a warm orange-y yellow, a contrast to the whites and blues of the snow and darkness. It looked gorgeous, almost, and Levi silently chuckled to himself at the sickening thought of finding anything beautiful at this fucked up time of year.

Christmas Eve.

A time for friends. A time for family. A time for people to gather around the fireplace and drink warm beverages as they sang songs, told stories, and eagerly waited for the stroke of midnight to open and exchange their gifts.

What a load of bullshit.

Christmas Eve was Levi’s version of a pain in the ass. It was a holiday filled with a bunch of cadets greeting him with a warm and cheery ‘Merry Christmas, Captain’ every time he passed them in the halls, and he would only respond with either silence or a brief nod of acknowledgement. Not to mention, it was also the time where Hanji would try to get him to celebrate different festivities in an attempt to cheer him up. 

It was technically a week-long headache for Levi, with the eccentric soldier- for an entire seven days prior to Christmas- trying just about everything in the book in attempts to get him to sit around the fire with the other squad leaders or even do something as small as switch out tea for hot chocolate to match the holiday spirit. It seemed like Hanji’s excessive invitations would always get worse around Christmas Eve, but of course, it never worked.

Levi took a swig of the whiskey he’d brought with him onto the rooftop, extinguishing the cigarette he was holding and lighting a new one once it had reached its end, before taking another deep inhale of the stick of nicotine.

Indeed, Christmas Eve was nothing but a pain for Levi.

Perhaps Hanji thought of him as lonely. Maybe Erwin had even just half a mind to worry about his well-being. But truth be told, Levi did celebrate Christmas Eve in his own little way: at around 10 o’clock at night, without fail, Levi would make his way onto the highest rooftop of their current base carrying nothing but whiskey, nicotine, and strawberries. From there, he would drink and smoke until midnight came, at which point he would start to eat the strawberries he’d brought. Then he would drink and smoke some more until he felt like his liver couldn’t handle it anymore, before eventually making his way back to his quarters at 4 o’clock in the morning and attempt to get his drunk and high mind to rest.

It was his fucked up little Christmas Eve tradition. 

The first year Hanji had noticed that Levi wasn’t around the base for their Christmas Eve celebration, they went around asking people if anyone had seen him, to which everyone would reply with ‘No, I haven’t seen him, sorry.’ When the second year came around, Hanji once again noticed that Levi was gone and no one had seemed to know where he was. So when the third year came around, they waited for him to leave his office and stealthily followed him around the base to find out exactly where Levi runs off to during the holidays. Hanji got caught, of course, and by the third time they’d gotten caught (and almost strangled each time) they knew it was best to stick to pestering him rather than following him.

Levi grimaced at the memories of Hanji trying to follow him around, him sensing it immediately and going around the base in an attempt to shake them off his tail, failing, and eventually just resorting to telling them off (Oi, four-eyes, how much longer do you plan to stalk me like a creepy old pervert?)

He sighed.

He wasn’t always like this. He used to enjoy Christmas Eve and doing all the cliche holiday traditions that came with it; sitting around the fireplace with Isabel and Farlan and playing the guitar, pretending not to care about their tone-deaf voices as they sang their own version of holiday songs, never really knowing the lyrics but knowing the tune and making up words to accompany the melody as they go.

Where did he go wrong?

It was around his second bottle of whiskey and his second (or third? He couldn’t remember but didn’t really care at this point) packet of cigarettes when Levi’s fuzzy mind would finally unlock the memories he’d kept at the very back of his mind- a place where he couldn’t reach them and they couldn’t reach him. Memories he’d repressed years ago, never to be thought of, never to see the light of day. Except on Christmas Eve.

He closed eyes as he exhaled, lying down on the rooftop’s snow-covered shingles as he carefully set down the bottle of whiskey next to him, just within his reach. He went through cherry-picked memories of his life Underground once again, relishing in the warmth and happiness he once felt when he was with Isabel and Farlan. But at the very corner of each memory, always within his peripheral vision, was a fuzzy character- a person, no doubt- laughing. Smiling. Holding his hand. Playing with his hair. Kissing him good night. Bandaging his wounds. Showing him tricks with a knife. Making tea. Talking with Isabel and Farlan.

He took another swig of the bottle of whiskey, eager to make the fuzzy memory vivid in a way that only the drink that burned his throat could do. His heart skipped a beat as the blurry edges and lines he’d superimposed into his own mind cleared and revealed the one person that made this living hell a bit less terrible, and the only reason why he ever did his little Christmas Eve tradition.

For a moment, it felt like he was floating on air as he finally got a good look at the character that he’d tried so hard to erase from his mind but never could. His mind may have forgotten but his body still remembered, and he felt the tips of his fingers tingle not from the cold but from the memories of a touch, a touch so endearing, a touch so warm, a touch that felt like home. A touch that was unmistakably you.

Mind fuzzy from the alcohol and head just a little light from the nicotine, Levi can faintly remember the moments he’d shared with you during his time in the Underground.

He remembers being homeless after Kenny had left him, then meeting you as you both ran into each other- quite literally, at that- when you stole bread from a bakery and made a run for it as two angry adults chased after you, cutting him a deal that if he helped you get out of it alive then you would share your measly loaf of bread with him. He remembers teaming up with you from that day onward and watching each others’ backs, sleeping in alleyways and taking shifts for safety, rummaging through garbage cans for food before Levi decided that enough was enough and robbing a stall so you both could eat that day. 

Faintly, he also remembers the day he joined a gang that promised him food, shelter, and a steady paying job if he could prove how strong he was by beating up a rival gang member. He remembers getting jumped by three other people as he beat up the man he was told to pummel, fighting them off and winning without so much as a sweat. He remembers the gang he wanted to join eagerly inviting him after the fact, and he agreed on the condition that you came along too.

He remembers the first time he’d taken a shower after years of being filthy, and how clean and fresh he felt without the dirt and grime caking his clothes and his skin. He remembers hearing the door to his small room open- knowing that it was you- and turning around so he could marvel at how clean he felt. But his words died on his tongue as he took a look at you, hair clean, face visible, dirt free, and looking ever-gorgeous in the clothes he’d bought you the day before using his blood money. The clothes weren’t fancy in any way at all, just simple clothes that he bought on a whim when he realized that you’d been wearing the same unwashed garments for years, but he remembers it was enough for him to decide that, even though he didn’t understand what it meant when his heart sped up and the tips of his ears started to burn whenever he was around you, he liked looking at you when were clean. He liked being clean.

He remembers the first time you kissed him. He was sat on the bed of your shared room, gritting his teeth as you stitched up a cut on his forehead and berated him for being so careless, being too confident, on one of the jobs his boss had assigned him. He finished the job, of course, his ability to get the job done without fail being the main reason why he was assigned so many assignments in the first place, but it didn’t make you less angry when he walked into the room with bruised knuckles and a large gash on his forehead. He remembers staying silent, breathing through the pain of what was essentially surgery with no anesthesia as your berating slowly died down and he could finally see in your eyes the worry you tried to conceal with anger. He remembers taking your hand in his after you’d finished cleaning up the materials you used to administer first aid, gently pulling you down to sit next to him as your hands reached out and cradled his face, careful not to touch the freshly sewn skin as he slowly leaned in until his lips met yours.

He remembers the first time he had sex with you, how it was nothing short of awkward and clumsy as two teenagers tried to figure out what goes where and how to do this and that. You were both each others’ first, that much he knew, and though the first time wasn’t as hot and steamy as everyone had worked it out to be, he still enjoyed it because it was you. He remembers cradling you in his arms that night as you fell asleep, a small smile on your peaceful face, and he made his first silent promise that night: that he’d do anything within his power to keep you safe and happy.

He remembers Farlan and the support he gave as Levi worked his way up to a higher position in the gang’s ranks, inevitably becoming the leader through his skills and hard work (a result of the second silent promise he’d made to himself: that he would work hard and become successful enough that you wouldn’t have to lift a finger to live a decent life.) He remembers taking you out of your small shared bedroom and moving you to an actual house that you could call your own; it was barren and filthy and needed a lot of tender love and care, but it didn’t matter- as long as you were with him, he was home. 

He remembers getting his hands on some ODM gear through the black market, training Farlan to become his right-hand man as you stayed within the base and administered first-aid to any member of his gang that needed it. He refused to let you learn how to use the gear, fearing that if you were to be seen doing his dirty work with him then you would become a target of both rival gangs and the Military Police. You didn’t mind, perfectly comfortable with staying at home and handling the more business side of things that involved pay distributions and document blackmails.

He remembers meeting Isabel that fateful day she barged into your home, scaring away the thugs who chased after her and accepting her into the group, your odd little family of dysfunctional orphans now complete.

He remembers spending Christmas Eve with his little family, sitting around the fireplace as you laughed at one of Farlan and Isabel’s stories, hand tightly clutching his as he silently reveled in the peace and happiness he managed to find in the least happy and least peaceful city within the walls. He remembers you telling him to close his eyes as the clock struck midnight, eagerly placing a cardboard box on his hands and apologizing for not wrapping it because you couldn’t afford the wrapping paper anymore, money already spent on the gift itself. He remembers his heart swelling as he opened the box, a beautiful porcelain tea set staring back at him as Isabel and Farlan proudly proclaimed that they also got him a copper kettle and some quality tea leaves to match your gift. He remembers scolding the three of you for spending so much money on such lavish gifts, but you dismissed him and said that it was alright, the little extravagance and months of saving being well worth his present for Christmas and his birthday (which were, coincidentally, the same day).

He remembers the Christmas Eve after that. He remembers the three of you shyly apologizing for not getting him a gift, still recovering from your lavish spending the year before, and he said it didn’t matter because he bought whiskey and cigarettes to share. Faintly, he could still hear Farlan asking him what the hell cigarettes were, and he explained that since the whiskey itself was expensive, he couldn’t afford cigars and instead opted for the cheaper synthetic version of it. He remembers being sat on the roof as you laughed and drank and smoked until sunlight peeked through the gutters on the ceiling of the Underground, clumsily making your way back inside your home to sleep (really, it was mostly you, Isabel, and Farlan who were clumsy. Levi had a high alcohol tolerance and though he grumbled about having to always babysit the three of you when you drank, he always made sure that you were all tucked into bed and snoring away before he himself went to sleep.) He remembers it becoming a tradition for your little family, something that you did every Christmas Eve after that.

He remembers the mysterious nobleman who sat in his little carriage, offering a job to Isabel, Farlan, and himself in return for a generous fee and citizenship to Wall Sina. He remembers rushing home and relaying the news to you as you held his hand, happy that they would be able to go above ground, a privilege that few had. He remembers kissing your forehead and promising to use the money that came with the job to buy you citizenship as well, promising that he would take you above ground and show you the sky. He remembers you crying, tears of joy falling down your face as you kissed him, silently thanking whatever higher being there was that you met Levi.

He remembers his last day in the Underground, gearing up with Isabel and Farlan as they prepared to execute their plan of getting “arrested” by the Survey Corps and taken above ground to finish the job. He remembers your sad eyes and the way you tried to conceal them with a smile, yet he saw right through your act and promised he’d be back for you. He remembers sarcastically asking what souvenir you wanted for him to bring back after the job was done, and you kissed his nose before saying you wanted strawberries, a rare delicacy in the Underground but commonly found above. He remembers agreeing, giving you one last kiss farewell before they set out to do the job.

He remembers sitting on the barracks’ rooftop with Isabel and Farlan, admiring the heavens. He remembers being in awe of how beautiful the moon and stars were, the way they twinkled and shined in the darkness of the night. It was the first time any of them had ever seen the sky. He remembers smiling as he sat between his two closest friends, a feeling of wonder and serenity washing over him as he made another silent promise to himself that night: that he would show you the sky the way he sees it now, with your little family.

He remembers the horror he felt the day after when he rushed back to Isabel and Farlan in the battlefield, finding nothing but Isabel’s severed head and Farlan’s torso on the ground. He remembers the pain, the anguish, the despair that ran through him as he yelled and cried, killing the titan that murdered his friends and ripped away half of his family before collapsing on the ground, realizing that there was no point because he was too late. He remembers Erwin telling him that he knew what he was up to all along, but he was more than welcome to stay in the Survey Corps if he so desired. He remembers agreeing numbly, mind still reeling at his loss. He remembers realizing it had almost been an entire year since he last saw you, but he was too ashamed and in too much grief to come back empty-handed. He had failed the job. He had no money. He had no citizenship for you. And he didn’t have Isabel and Farlan anymore.

He remembers working hard for the next couple of months, realizing that the longer he stayed alive the more money they would pay him. He remembers the day he realized he finally had enough money to buy you citizenship, immediately requesting for time off on Christmas Eve, planning to finally come back to you and fulfill his silent promises. He remembers stopping by the local market, buying a fresh basket of strawberries as an apology for making you wait so long (and also because he still remembered your request), before heading to the Underground the day before Christmas to surprise you.

He remembers feeling nervous yet giddy as he walked to the location of your home, thoughts of finally seeing you for the first time in so long filling up his mind. Nervousness was replaced with worry the closer he got to your home, and he realized that something was horribly wrong. He rushed to the house, fresh bodies littering the front steps as he tried not to step on them. Blood dripped around him, and he knew that whatever happened, happened recently. The door was already open, and Levi wasn’t sure what he was expecting as he cautiously stepped inside but he already feared the worst. Just then, he heard a loud thump followed by a groan coming from your shared bedroom, and Levi rushed inside. He remembers the way his heart stopped at the sight he saw: you, bleeding out on the floor, multiple stab wounds on your abdomen and struggling to breathe. He remembers dropping the basket he held, strawberries scattering around the floor as he rushed to your side, fear turning into panic as he clutched you in his arms.

“Levi,” he remembered you whispering with a weak smile. Your hand reached out to brush a stray strand of hair away from his face. “You came back.”

He remembers scoffing because of course he came back. He promised you he would.

He remembers trying to put pressure on your wounds but not knowing where to start because you had been stabbed so many times and there was only so much he could do since he only had two hands. He remembers you trying to stop him, telling him it was no use. He remembers yelling at you to shut up, okay? You’re not fucking dying on me. Not now. Not ever. 

He doesn’t remember crying, however. But he does remember you reaching out once more to wipe at his cheeks, and he was briefly aware that somehow his cheeks had gotten wet. He remembers you holding his hands that were still trying to put pressure on the wounds, begging him to stop, Levi, please. You and I both know it’s no use. 

He remembers the unmistakable sound of a grandfather clock’s bell, signaling the strike of midnight. He remembers holding your hand as you weakly looked up at his face, a small smile on your lips as you whispered “Merry Christmas and a happy birthday to you, Levi. I love you.” before your hands fell limp in his. 

He remembers collapsing, yelling out your name as he held your corpse in his arms. He remembers shifting, feeling an empty basket bumping against his leg, and he’s suddenly reminded of the strawberries he’d brought as he rushed to gather them all up with shaky hands and put them in the basket once more. “I brought you strawberries, just like you asked.” He remembered saying, pathetically placing it down next to your head. But it was too late. He was too late.

It was gang activity, most likely retaliation. He remembered the Military Police saying. You’re lucky, actually. They left just a couple minutes before you arrived.

He doesn’t remember what happened after that.

But he does remember that he broke all of his promises to you. He remembers that you never even knew that Isabel and Farlan were dead. He remembers that you never even got to see the sky or breathe in the fresh air. He remembers that you never even got to know what strawberries taste like. He remembers that he was too late. For you. For Farlan. For Isabel. 

He was always too late.

The feeling of something cold and wet on his cheeks snapped Levi from his reverie. He sat up, silently cursing the snow that fell on his face as his hands wiped at his cheeks, letting go of the bottle of whiskey in favor of blindly looking for the strawberries he’d brought up with him onto the roof. He felt numb. He wasn’t sure if it was due to the cold, the alcohol, the nicotine, or his own heartbreak at the memories he tried to suppress. He never allowed himself any time to mourn, instead choosing to keep all those memories under lock and key somewhere within the dark crevices of his mind, only to be opened on Christmas Eve, the day he lost it all.

The day he lost his entire family.

He shifts, suddenly aware of the small box in his pocket. As he took out and opened the small black velvety box, he noticed more snowflakes had melted on his cheeks, the gold ring staring back at his face for a few moments before he angrily closed it once more and shoved it back inside his pockets, its weight feeling as heavy as his heart.

He was too late.

Silently, Levi realizes that snow wasn’t falling. He realizes that the wet on his cheeks isn’t from the snow melting on his face, but rather, from his own tears as they slowly came down in gentle streams.

The bell tower rang throughout the base, signaling the stroke of midnight. Bitterly, he took a bite of the strawberries as he lied down once more, reaching for the bottle of whiskey.

Merry Christmas and a happy fucking birthday to me.

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Thoughts on Higurashi Sotsu Ep12

This show really doesn’t want to give me much to work with, huh? lol

Anyway, thoughts under the cut. Plus more Umineko stuff.

On the one hand only like 10% of this episode is even substantial enough to talk about on it’s own merits, but on the other hand I actually think it handled the recap stuff better than most of Sotsu has thus far. I guess the fundamental issue is that they shouldn’t have structured this whole series this way to begin with, but if they were gonna do recap stuff anyway, this approach is better than just dragging out these loops for no reason.

After how the last arc went, it was pretty obvious to me that there wouldn’t be anything particularly interesting about these loops, which ended up being totally right, so I’m glad they didn’t dwell on them much.

It could have been interesting if they sped their way through the first couple of arcs in one or two episodes and spent more time on these loops instead, but I don’t think that’d change the bigger issue of how this is still just recap material we have to get through on the way toward returning to the Nekodamashi cliffhanger, so in that sense the ideal option would have been to gloss over ALL these loops.

Either way, this actually covered more than I thought it would, since the preview images only showed up to the Akasaka loop, so I think I ended up being less negative on this than most people are, since it came across as mercifully brief, despite still being really boring since this is the most blatant recapping that we’ve gotten in Sotsu thus far.

We still have the last two episodes of Nekodamashi to get through, but since this episode went over the first two Nekodamashi episodes in addition to separate scenes with Eua and Hanyuu, it seems fairly likely that we can get back to the gun cliffhanger by the end of the next episode, which would leave us with at least two episodes to show what happens afterward.

Part of me does agree that it’s hard to imagine this not leading to some kind of direct continuation, but I still feel like there’s ways they could end this that would only require a couple of episodes once we get back to the cliffhanger, so it’s entirely possible that it’ll just end here.

All I can do is speculate, but at this point it feels like they ran into an issue where they didn’t have enough material to justify having Sotsu be even one cour long, but they couldn’t figure out how to condense the entire story into one two-cour season, so they had to use recaps to stretch Sotsu out into it’s full length. 

Having this episode end with Eua and Hanyuu finally confronting each other also makes it feel like this is genuinely gearing up for the climax of the whole story. At the very least it’s kinda hard to imagine how we could get a full season or more of content after this arc, with how everything’s out in the open and everyone more or less understands what’s going on. It feels like all that’s left is to bring the story to it’s close, and the question is just how that’ll work in practice.

There’s still the lingering thread of the promo material showing the other club members as teenagers in different outfits to the ones they had in Satokowashi, but I dunno how much I should read into that. And the fact that it’s part of Sotsu’s key visual and OP seems to imply that whatever it’s related to will happen within Sotsu itself anyway.

Like I’ve said before, the only real way this series can justify it’s own existence at this point is to be an Umineko prequel and end with the formal creation of Bern and Lambda, and even if it might annoy people, that could easily lead to a somewhat abrupt ending where Rika decides to embrace her own witch side so that she and Satoko can be together forever, even just as separate entities to whatever they leave behind in the real world. I at least think that’s more likely than this ending in basically the same way as the original series except Takano gets replaced by Satoko and/or Eua.

At the very least, the recap of the scene where Rika has a mental breakdown about her trauma and her crippling fear of being left alone reminded me that that would be a pretty understandable basis for her accepting the idea of becoming a witch so that she and Satoko can be together forever while traveling the sea of fragments. Obviously it’s pretty clear at this point what Satoko would get out of that kind of relationship, but I think Rika would also have her own reasons for wanting that, especially if this ends with Hanyuu permanently leaving her one way or another.

And on that note, it looks like we’re finally going to get some content between Eua and Hanyuu that actually explains what their deal is, so that’s exciting. I think I said last week that I’ve been thinking of Gou-Hanyuu as being a piece that Eua created, but after this episode I think it’s more likely that this is basically the same Hanyuu we’ve always dealt with, and that Eua is like the separate witch version of her. Which isn’t really that different to my original idea, but instead of Hanyuu straight up turning into Eua, she split into two entities. Which would at least fit with how this whole process has been depicted several times. It’s also clear that both of them know about each other, which is especially surprising for Hanyuu, so that seems to heavily suggest that they have some sort of direct, personal connection.

Eua does seem to talk about Hanyuu like she has some kind of ownership or authority over her, but it’s entirely possible that it’s just the same sort of thing as how witch Satoko saw her ‘human self’ as an outdated fragment who couldn’t keep up with the times. So if we interpret Eua as being like the cynical, malevolent part of Hanyuu spawned from her thousand years of isolation and observation until Rika’s birth revived her spirit, then I can see why she might see Hanyuu as being a ‘failure’ for being emotionally attached to Rika and basically sacrificing herself for her sake.

It also makes me wonder if maybe instead of her being ‘defeated’, Eua basically gets merged with Hanyuu to become one entity again, and that’s how we get Featherine. But who knows at this point. I at least think that’s the closest we’d get to having Eua be ‘defeated’ as a way to resolve things.

That’s basically all I have to say about this episode, but on a separate note while I remember, I’ve started reading the translation for the Answer of the Golden Witch interview that Ryukishi did after Umineko ended, and he mentions at one point that if he’s still writing in ten years, he’d like to go back and rewrite Umineko. This interview was done in 2011, I think, so we’re now at around the ten year anniversary of him saying that, which might just be a coincidence, but Gou/Sotsu definitely feels like it’s specifically designed to set up for Umineko’s story, lol.

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SnK Episode 67 Poll Results (for Manga Readers)

The poll closed with 254 responses. Thank you to everyone who participated!

Please note that these are the results for the Manga Readers’ poll. If you wish to see the results for the Anime Only Watchers’ poll, click here.

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RATE THE EPISODE 246 Responses

The response to this week’s episode remains overwhelmingly positive, with 97.6% of responses giving it a score of 3 or higher. 

This is the first episode where I have absolutely no criticisms, so im quite happy with how it turned out.

Voice acting was top tier

perfect

Emotional 

Great Job! I'm glad my favorite character's death was so emotionally misered.

Forget Attack on Titans, this episode was Attack on my Feelings ! 😭

I want to rate it a 1 because of Sasha but a 5 because of how well it was done... so 1.5

Absolutely loved it

Perfect

ASIDE FROM SASHA’S DEATH, WHICH MOMENT WAS THE MOST EMOTIONAL FOR YOU? 247 Responses

Connie’s heartfelt admission to Jean seems to have stolen the hearts of the plurality of responders (36%). That is followed by a tie of 18.2% responses noting Eren’s breakdown or EMA’S tense reunion as the most emotional moment for them. In third place is Gabi’s tragic declaration about her struggles with 11.3%. Other responses were, in order, Jean lamenting all of the deaths occurring, Gabi and Falco realizing that Zeke betrayed them, Hange scolding Eren for forcing the SC to intervene in Marley and Levi and Eren’s confrontation.

Connie telling Sasha and Jean that they're special to him made my heart hurt knowing what was going to happen mere minutes after. I honestly saw me and my two best friends through them, and it was gut wrenching seeing Connie and Jean's reactions. Even Mikasa's reaction broke me, to be honest. They all lost a huge light in their lives.

WHICH MOMENT SURPRISED YOU THE MOST? 222 Responses

So this question was meant to only go on the anime watchers poll and ended up here somehow. Thanks to the 222 who were good sports and responded anyway! :P The most shocking moments that took place in this chapter/episode was the revelation that Eren went rogue from the Survey Corps, that Zeke was collaborating with the Survey Corps, how the Survey Corps treated Eren, and that some Paradisians seemed to be turning to nationalism, in that order. 

Not sure why we're being asked as manga readers which moment shocked us the most since we already knew everything that was going to happen this week

HOW MUCH DID SASHA’S DEATH HURT YOU? 249 Responses

When it came to Sasha’s death, it would appear that it broke the hearts of the overwhelming majority of responders, with 81.1% giving it a rating of either 4 or 5 on the tragic scale. 

Broke my heart and I'm still crying over it three days later. Honestly though, it was greatly done. 

3 years later it hit me, Sasha is dead ;_;

Cried my whole soul and body. Rip sweet Sasha

I thought Sasha's death would've been more emotional.

WHOSE REACTION TO SASHA’S DEATH AFFECTED YOU THE MOST? 250 Responses

Sasha’s death elicited various reactions from the main cast. Two different responses tied at 36.4% noting Connie and Mikasa’s reactions to Sasha's death as the one affecting them the most. This was followed by Eren’s at 13.2%. The rest were, in order, Armin, Jean, Levi and Hange. 

I don’t cry at fiction much, but Sasha’s death got me more than I thought it would. I feel like seeing Armin and Mikasa’s reactions in particular is what got me.

The way they animated Armin and Mikasa bawling over Sasha's body and the inclusion of Call Your Name made it all the more emotional. I think by "Assassin's Bullet" they also meant a bullet through my heart because man did that hurt to watch. 😭🤧

WOULD YOU PISS YOUR PANTS IF LEVI WAS GLARING AT YOU WITH MURDEROUS INTENT? 248 Responses

A bit of a joke question, but we wanted to know if Levi appeared as threatening as he seemed. 80.2% seems to think so, admitting their incentive to piss their pants. In contrast, 19.8% don’t think the Captain’s such a scary guy!

THE FULL VERSION OF “ASHES ON THE FIRE” BY KOHTA YAMAMOTO (THE PREVIEW SONG) IS NOW OUT. IF YOU’VE LISTENED TO IT, WHAT DO YOU THINK? 236 Responses

“Ashes on the Fire” has been released to rave reviews, with 88.1% of responses giving it a 4 or a 5. Nobody gave it a 1, either. Yamamoto-san, thank you!

OVERALL, HOW WELL DO YOU THINK MAPPA ADAPTED THE MARLEY ARC? 251 Responses

In spite of the relatively vocal complaints about the adaptation of certain elements of the Marley Arc, it would appear that the overwhelming majority of responders seemed pleased with it, with 51.4% giving it 5 and 37.1% giving it a 4. 1s not present. 

I've been a bit bothered how Mappa follows the Manga like a slave, using the panels as scenes and not adding anything in between. Sure it works for Manga, but it feels weird to me to watch in Anime how Eren grabs Armins hand and they don't give a transition where Armin pulls him in, but just show him inside the airship next. Just little things, but bothers me a bit. Overall I'm really enjoying their choices.

The show looks BETTER

I was fine with the episode. The quality of animation dropped but I understand that every scene cannot be animated on highest level. MAPPA has done a great job with the Marley arc. They shown the character development and bonds between the warriors perfectly. We had some cuts here and there but overally was okay: 8/10 for me. 

I’m so pleased that MAPPA has taken the anime. I’m still more of a fan of this particular series’ manga than anime though.

DID SASHA’S DEATH AFFECT YOU MORE WHEN YOU READ THE MANGA, OR SEEING IT ANIMATED WITH VOICES AND MUSIC? 249 Responses

As noted above, Sasha’s death seemed to be a hard hitter for most. Comparison of the adaptation vs the original allows to discern which hit the readers/watchers the hardest. Just one percent shy of a majority (49%) thought that the anime made it much more tragic. 30.9% noted that the impact was roughly similar across both mediums. On the flip side, 10.4% thought that the initial depiction of it in the manga was the hardest hitter. There were also a couple of write-ins. 

I dont remember I sped run reading the manga, kinda regretting it

I knew it for the first time in the manga, so it had a more powerful impact (I cried for a whole week. Not kidding) and the anime managed to make me cry as hard as in the manga. Though, I already was aware and grieved so it wasn't as bad

Got Spoiled :( so kinda meh, saw it coming

When the music kicked in after Connie announced she was gone, my heart broke into a million pieces. 

Let's be honest, Sasha's role was over after she killed the titan in the village and saved Kaya. After that she was just there. She got zero development, zero important moments, zero depth. Her death effected many characters and helped them to develop. Sasha's death was sad but at least brought some important changes in others. 

Not a Sasha fan so I was not really that affected but having a death in the series always feels sour

I think for me, they're both even.....mostly. There's just something about having been waiting for the chapter leaks on reddit with a bunch of other people and most of us collectively grieving at the same time. Once bigger pages of the chapter started coming out, it made me cry. I didn't even cry during serumbowl when I first read it and that had plenty for me to be even more upset about.

Honestly while reading manga I hated that Sasha’s last word was „meat”, it seemed so ridiculous. I’m happy MAPPA made it look more serious with music. Actually everyone’s reaction for Sasha’s death had more impact on me than the death itself

HOW DID YOU FEEL WHEN YOU SAW GABI KILL SASHA IN THE MANGA? AND HOW DO YOU FEEL SEEING IT AGAIN NOW, KNOWING HOW GABI’S ARC DEVELOPS? 247 Responses

Gabi is perhaps the most controversial character introduced post-time skip. Whether you’re a proud member of the Gabi Gang, proud hater of the 12 year old or just a neural party, everyone can admit that. With Sasha’s death at her hands, many seemed to offer up their opinion on the kid, back then and now. A slight plurality, 31.2%, stated that they did not hate her back when 105 first released and they don’t hate her now. 23.1% note that although they were rather upset with her back down, they are not (upset/angry) any longer. On the flipside, 25.5% state that they still hate the kid, as they did back then. Finally, some were simply neutral. Classic. 

Quite a few write-ins, as well.

I hated her in the manga but after watching the anime, I’m not happy about it but I understand why she did what she did and don’t hate her as much anymore.

I was extremely upset about it before and am still extremely upset about it now, but for different reasons. I hate her less but am not any less annoyed by her brainwashed hatred of the Paradisians, although I understand her much better and realize and empathize that she's just a kid who's been used by her country in the worst way.

Gabi Braun Must Die

Broke my heart and was upset, but understood where she was coming from (thought about her perspective only)

Sasha shoulda killed this cunt while she had the chance

It’s war, she did as she needed to.  Her arc is fantastic 

love hate relationship 

I didn't like her but not because of Sasha death (that's war consequence) and it's the same now

I really hated her with my whole heart and soul, but now that it has been all explained, that she had character development, I even like her now

I used to be angry about it but I understand why now, Gabi is just a victim of Marley’s control just like anyone else is, it’s a shame this is the results of it. She’s still at fault but I can’t hate her so much for it

I feel tired of Gabi hate. I disliked her in the manga back then but now I feel neutral towards her, because she has changed. Yet, I wish she took less screentime. 

SORRY for ranting! I don't understand the hate on Gabe. Yes, I know she killed a Paradise character which was present in series since its beginning and I understand Sasha's fans are upset Sasha is not here anymore because of her. but those people do not analyse Gabe as they should be. Every character belongs to a different side and each side is blinded by what heir belives in. It is okay to not like Gabe but I don't tolerate hate on her. I THINK THIS QUESTION SHOULD NOT HAVE BEEN INCLUDED AT ALL.

Initial hate, understanding after some thought

Understanding her situation I know I shouldn’t hate her, but I’m choosing to be petty and hate her anyway 

I liked her much more than I like her now. She was a much better character back then, her killing Sasha (a one-note comedic relief) was cool and brought some spice to the story. Now she just exists to spout themes and convenient exposition and to be an aimbot

i dislike her, even if i understand her

I dont like Gabi. Never did. It isnt because she killed Sasha tho. I just dont care for Gabi tbh BUT i can totally understand her actions and do not blame her for it after seeing the destruction and killings

I was and still am upset about Sasha's death, but from the start I blamed it more on the circumstances than Gabi.

I loved her then, I love her now and it probably wouldn’t change even if she killed my favourite characters. She’s my cinnamon roll

Gabi did nothing wrong, killing a soldier in the battlefield is not a crime.

See, I WANT to like Gabi since she's obviously changed, but knowing she killed Sasha nonetheless will ALWAYS prevent me from having any love or respect for her. She will always be my most hated character

MAPPA ADDED AN EXTENDED SCENE OF FLOCH AND OTHER SURVEY CORPS RECRUITS BEATING GABI AND FALCO. HOW DID YOU FEEL ABOUT IT? 240 Responses

MAPPA added an extra scene of Floch and Friends raining down copious amounts of gratuitous violence upon two 12 year olds (MAPPA is pro-child violence???????? Find out when 111 is adapted). 48.8% seemed to think that it was a decent addition, even if just for the SC’s characterization (or perhaps you enjoyed seeing that?). 22.5% thought it was a bit over the top to feature. Finally, 16.7% did not care. 

I didn't like it. But, it was def a believable reaction from them.

I just wish it was enough to kill her

I liked the additional characterization of Floch & co.

Great addition, it was implied in the manga so the scene fitted well. Still, it was horrifying to see how vile the scouts were to two kids

How about an option where we're glad Gabi got beaten to a pulp but not when Falco was?

ORA ORA thing, but we viewers get hurt too. 

Didn't feel bad about Gabi getting beat up, but I did feel bad seeing Falco get beat up. Poor boy didn't deserve that

A nice addition 

I thought it was a great choice to highlight the continuing violence and feelings of vengeance from both sides even more. and I thought it contrasted really well with Jean's decision not to throw the kids out of the airship.

The people glorifying this scene annoy the shit out of me

It's a good way to hint the "Yaegerist" perspective to anime onlies

MUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDA

The Gold Experience memes are funny

It was an IC scene for people like Floch + I feel bad for the kids

The way they shot that scene made the recruits seem like mindless, gross-faced animals storming towards the kids to beat them up. I liked how they were dehumanised like that, considering that most faces amongst them belonged to the ones who support the rumbling. 

It hurt to see that but good scene though

Feel empathy for Gaby. Violence don't solve problems

Now THAT'S what I call fan service! Who needs big-boobed, big-ass females or shirtless guys with and when you can just have the most hated character get the tar beaten out of them xD

I can see why they did it. MAPPA's not dumb and I'm sure they anticipated a massive onslaught on hate towards Gabi specifically, so it was their way of trying to satisfy the haters. Falco didn't deserve it tho.

It was a good addition

GREAT JOB MAPPA

I hate Gabi too but that was too much beating up a child, yet it also showed how shit Floch and the others are.

Apparently some people never noticed that Gabi and Falco got beat up, probably because it happened in the background. So it was good for MAPPA to call attention to it.

I love Gabi but she had that coming. No need to hurt Falco though. :(

OVERALL, HOW WELL DO YOU FEEL MAPPA EXECUTED THE REVEAL THAT ZEKE IS A TRAITOR TO MARLEY? 240 Responses

The reveal that ZOOK has been working against Marley for years on end is one of the most important ones in the series, really. So it was important to have it be executed in a rather decent manner. The vast majority of the fandom thought that MAPPA did a fine job. 52.1% gave it a rating of 4, 27.5% gave it a 5 and 17.1% gave it a 3. The couple of the other respnders gave it a 2, with no 1s.

IN THE END, DO YOU THINK EREN’S ACTIONS IN MARLEY WERE ULTIMATELY JUSTIFIED? 242 Responses

A question to remember… Were Eren’s actions in Marley ultimately “justified”? A plurality, 44.6% seems to think so. In contrast, 24% disagree. And 31.4% still aren’t sure to this day.

SIMILARLY, DO YOU THINK THE SURVEY CORPS WAS ULTIMATELY JUSTIFIED IN TREATING EREN AS THEY DID? 244 Responses

When it comes to the SC treating Eren as they did, the division is much less pronounced however. The majority, 60.7%, think that the SC had quite the justification for treating Eren as they did. On the flip side, 19.7% think that there was such justification for behaving in such a manner towards Eren. Finally, the same amount of responses stated that still can’t be sure to this day.

NOW THAT WE’VE GOTTEN A CLEAR SHOT OF YELENA, DID MAPPA DO HER JUSTICE? 243 Responses

YELENA is here. Queen 👑. Or well, maybe not. Who am I to say? In any case, her appearance was received well. 52.7% thought MAPPA did very well and 33.7% went on to declare their love for her. Just shy of 10% noted that MAPPA could have done a little better though. 

Kinda wish her hair was like neon or something idk

Need more eps of her to decide, she didn't get much screentime and lines here. 

I don't like Yelena, but yeah I guess they did good.

In the manga she was a creepy-looking person. MAPPA made her unique, interesting and mysterious. I love her voice and her stoic, relaxed self. MAPPA did a good job.  

QUEEN!!!!!

Great adaptation but I still don't like her as a character

Don’t care about her 

don't really care

I hate her and I don't care about her.

WHICH SCENE FROM THE PREVIEW ARE YOU MOST LOOKING FORWARD TO? 247 Responses

Such a colorful chart for this one. It would appear that slightly over a quarter look most forward to seeing Crykasa at Sasha’s grace. Slightly less (21.9%) want to see Sasha enjoying Niccolo’s cuisine. In third place is the scene with Connie, Jean, Mikasa and Niccolo at Sasha’s grace. The rest are, in order from most to least, Onyankopon and Yelena teaching the Survey Corps about the Port, EMA talking at the shooting range and Hange and Armin learning about Marley’s technology.

HOW HYPED ARE YOU FOR THE UPCOMING TIMESKIP FLASHBACKS? 239 Responses

The time skip flashbacks seem to be a hit. A little over 51% are super stoked about seeing them animated. Slightly under 24% state that they’ll enjoy them, but are looking forward to other things more. In contrast, 22.6% are ready to go crazy (from a positive standpoint)! Wooo! 

Enjoying AND dreading it at the same time

I just want the centipede

Boring. The only thing what interests me is Historia teasing Mikasa about her crush on Eren. The rest is too jolly. 

I'm looking forward to see Yelena's insane self be animated. That, and more Zeke.

THE MOST RECENT LIST OF FUTURE EPISODE TITLES SHOWS THAT EPISODE 12 WILL LIKELY END AROUND CHAPTERS 109-111, LEAVING CHAPTER 112 (EMA’S ARGUMENT) FOR EPISODE 13. EPISODE 67 WAS ALMOST ENTIRELY ADAPTED FROM CHAPTER 105, PROVING THAT ADAPTING DIALOGUE-HEAVY CHAPTERS FAITHFULLY CAN EASILY REQUIRE THE FULL 20 MINUTES. WITH ONLY 16 EPISODES - AND SO MANY WHICH ARE DIALOGUE-HEAVY - DO YOU THINK THINGS WILL END OFF WITH THE INITIATION OF THE RUMBLING (CH. 122), AS HAS BEEN SPECULATED BY MUCH OF THE FANDOM? 238 Responses

The manner in which the Season will end is a mystery to even the manga readers. Where will it end? Will it have many cuts? These are the questions. 36.6% seem to think that MAPPA will somehow manage to both end it at Chapter 122 and cut as little as possible. 26.5% don't believe ending on 122 is possible. 12.2% do believe MAPPA will end the Season on 122, but only with many notable cuts. Finally, just a little under 20% are simply not sure. There were a few write-ins as well. 

I hope not, too many cuts would be required 

The is no way they're making it up to 122, at first I thought they were going to finish it off with Eren's head getting blown off in 119, but now that seems like a reach too. Now I think MAPPA is probably going to end this first half of the season with Eren and Pieck's "where is the enemy?" and the warriors arriving to Shiganshina 

I’m not sure right now so I’ll have to see for later episodes for the cut-off point, if it isn’t the Rumbling then it’ll be when Gabi shoots Eren

MOVIE

I'm conflicted. I'm sure they'll end at rumbling because it's the only reasonable point to cut it, but I feel like they're running out of episodes. Then again I'm feeling the same about the state of Manga, there's just too little chapters left to end things up well.

I don't really want to think too much about it, I just want to enjoy the anime lol

I fully expect 119 to be the end

What was the point of rushing Reiner's chapters if you are going to slow down later. Goddamn it MAPPA. 

It'll really depend on the pacing for the next couple episodes, but I'm with a bulk of the fandom that see Chapter 119 Two Brothers being the end point for The Final Season. IF they were to skip the opening and maybe the ending, I can see them transitioning from Eren's head getting blown off immediately into his transformation and the beginning of the Rumbling. But even that is quite farfetched. 

I have no idea, I'm a little worried now. Wouldn't be the first time a lot of content gets cut but if they insist on reaching ch. 122, I just don't see how you do that without butchering a lot. If that happens, it would probably lessen my enjoyment of the season.

Yeah, I think it will have a lot of cuts, but I believe that it will get there because Ymir falling in the tree was in the trailer

ADDITIONAL THOUGHTS ON THE EPISODE?

It's amazing seeing how each week, something with SnK trends! ^^

It still baffles me just how much people insist on hating Gabi, especially when her arc has shown tremendous growth in the manga. Reiner was no better than her when he was a child and continued to insist that Paradisians are devils and chose to further destroy their lives even after sleeping under the same roof as the 104th for 3 whole years and forming personal bonds with them. Yet, his actions are forgivable but Gabi's are not? Both characters have shown remorse for their former beliefs and misdeeds against Paradisians. Both realized that they were in the wrong. The characters have forgiven Gabi. Why can't y'all do the same? People who want Gabi to suffer are no better than they accuse her of being. 

Well done episode which managed to capture the emotions of sasha's death perfectly

monke

I really appreciate Gabi as a character. She has spunk and a strong character arc in which she changes and grows more than anyone in the last 30 chapters of the manga, save maybe Mikasa (ignoring how Eren, Reiner, Armin and maybe a few others changed during the timeskip). It makes me sad seeing people wishing for her to die and praising Floch and the others for kicking her.

Gabi absolutely deserves the hate she gets

I absolutely love to see the anime-onlies mass hate of GabBitch, does my heart good xD

Boring ,too much Gabi she is annoying

Time to strap in: wild ride ahead!

Gabi Braun is the WORST character, her arc was poorly written and the moment she kills Sasha solidifies her rightful place as most hated character

No development has made me stop hating Gabi. The wound of Sasha's death will ALWAYS overshadow any crocodile tears Gabi may cry.

Kudos to Jean's and Connie's voice actors. Emotions were so raw and natural.

so good! they're really nailing down the emotional beats so far!

Dialogue-heavy but still amazing! Also the music was great

I didn't felt anything when Sasha died. Even the first time, in the manga. She hasn't enough personnality for me to care. Erwin and Bertolt's death were more saddening for me. Stop hating Gabi. She was in grief and she did what Marley brainwashed her to. And Sasha killed people right in front of her, so…

1 chapter was too little to be adapted for an episode, you could tell some scenes were stretched to fit the runtime

The music they chose for the scene of Sasha passing was also the same music they used when the Survey Corps first donned their capes and Eren found out Marco was dead... man, that song is gonna hit harder than ever now

It didn’t help with the overwhelming amount of hate Gabi is getting. I hope Mappa does her justice because she’s a great character but the Anime only seem to hate her because its a “funny” “popular” thing but it really isn’t... shows who really is paying attention to the story and the people who are watching it because it’s popular and trendy 

People who are hating on Gabi do not understand the themes portrayed in AoT

Pretty solid overall. Wonderful bits of animation such as the ODM bits and the solid character acting from Sasha going down, Mikasa and Armin is distress, personal highlight being Gabi's reload animation. Good ost choices, nice addition of Samuel and Daz to foreshadow their conflict later on in the story, and great work from Connie, Gabi and Eren's VAs.

Friendly reminder that just because we hate Gabi does NOT mean we don't "understand" the story or themes. We just don't care because Gabi is a bad character.

U mad at Gabi for what she did ? Did she kill Potato girl for no reason? Imgine a kid, at least 3 years younger than the 104th, made fighting on WARS and praised for it, brainwashed by Marley that Paradisians are devils, and these devils came in her home, killing her friends and this WOMAN killed in front of her eyes two people who tried to protect her. Don't be mad at Gabi. Grieve for Sasha, okay, but stop hating Gabi. You're the worst when you do it

Hey Gabiatans: as long as you're not threatening the VA or other RL p olle, it's PERFECTLY fine to hate Gabi. Period. We don't have to like her, and it's not like we don't "understand" her just because we hate her. I "understand" a lot of Germans were forcibly coerced into joining the Nazi regime, but I don't have to pity then for any consequences that came for them.

Leviiiiiii

I was surprised that Mikasa and Armin crying over Sasha had no voice over. I thought it was still effective but I'm not sure if I prefer it. Other than that, the character animation was amazing this episode. Gabi's hands as she reloaded the rifle and Armin crying were my favorites. Overall, everything was pretty perfect and I love it when a chapter gets adapted in full with basically no cuts. One of the best episodes in the series and a proper send off for Sasha.

Wonderfully done episode! They truly did Gabi and Falco's perspectives justice. Also, seeing Eren's expressions and reactions in animated format was clarifying and super well done, too!

WHERE DO YOU PRIMARILY DISCUSS THE SERIES? 227 Responses

Thanks again to everyone who participated! 

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Imai Cosmo Headcanons

Alright, now it's time for sunshine boy Cosmo. 

(Edit: I am so sorry, I accidentally deleted this for some reason. Sorry for the inconvenience) 

You met Cosmo when you both were first years in high school. You just recently transfer to his school in the beginning of the year for reasons not disclose(just move to Japan, came from a different school, etc.)

It was a hard time making friends because you were new and no one would approach you. But it didn’t stop Cosmo from wanting to be with your friend.

Cosmo is pretty much a social butterfly and is always friendly to everyone. When he said hi to you, the first thing you took notice was his bubbly personality. After that encounter, Cosmo actually made it his goal to be your friend. Everyday at school, he would always talk to you when he has the chance. And during after school you two would hang out together whether it be eating out or looking at the latest version of some Martial Arts magazine.

Thanks to the time you have been spending with him, he’s one of your closest friends you have. It’s kinda known around the school that you two always hang out with each other.

You also come over to his house to tutor Cosmo b/c he wasn’t doing so well in math so you had to help out a homie. You did have some encounters with his brother, Meteor. You get along with him as the two of you share the struggle of taking care of Cosmo.

Cosmo’s enthusiasm is contagious and even when you kinda hit your lowest Cosmo’s vibe just somehow revives you and you smile once again.  

Cosmo’s energy is so bright and powerful that you feel like you’re standing in the presence of the sun and you need some goddamn visors to look because he’s just pure and happy all the time that it hurts your entire being. But it’s in a good way, sis.

Throughout the time you spent with Cosmo, you notice that every once in a while that he would have a bruise or a bandage on his face or arm when he wears his short sleeve shirt. Come to think of it, Cosmo somehow has some sort of injury that can’t be explained in normal terms. Even when you ask Cosmo when he gets his injuries and small scuffs, he’ll just brush it off with an excuse that wouldn’t add up or make sense to the injury. But again you don’t push it since when you try to press on the issue that Cosmo switched the topic immediately and has completely forgotten about the conversation.

You did at one point remember that Cosmo did have a small rebellious stage but one day he stopped for some reason you don’t know about. But even so, it doesn’t calm your concerns of Cosmo’s random injuries.

In short, he’s really bad at hiding them and not making something obvious. But you being you, you didn’t push on the matter out of consideration.

Now that I mention that, you also notice Cosmo getting ripped and becoming more muscular. Cosmo actually lets you feel his arms and back when you ask him, he’s completely fine with it. Fam, no gonna lie, it has a nice feel to it.

(Y/N):Hey Cosmo, have you been working out lately? You’re back has been getting toned as of recently.

Cosmo: Actually yeah, I’ve been working out more nowadays. Do you want to feel my back, (Y/N)?

(Y/N): Sure, if you’re fine with it.

Cosmo: Go right ahead.

*Proceeds to feels Cosmo’s back

(Y/N): Woah! You’re pretty ripped, Cos!

There were some subtle hints that Cosmo had that kept being in your sight. Like his physical strength when the class would play volleyball, or doing those fitness test everyone has to take, he was somehow on the top on it. Or at least there was a far seeable gap than he was to you and the rest of the class.

You, for sure, know Cosmo is hiding something when Cosmo would turn you down to hang out because he had some business to do. What only push your suspicions was when you were walking home one day from school and a car past by you. Although it was a nice car and you didn’t really care for it, the thing that caught your eye was who was in it. You saw a tan man with cool shades driving the car and Cosmo was in the passenger seat next to him. As the car sped off, you stood still on the sidewalk, completely confused. You’ve seen that guy before when you would go to the gym, but you didn’t put any thought to it.

I mean you don’t to bug him about all of this because you don’t want to be nosy and pester him about it. But you know Cosmo isn’t gonna spill the beans anytime soon so you keep it to yourself.

God, I really, really like to headcanon that Kureshi is a distant uncle/relative of your’s that you’re somewhat close to. You don’t tell Cosmo right off the bat because you thought it wasn’t super important. All you tell him is that your uncle owns a gym and during after school sometimes you go there to train/exercise with him. Cosmo doesn't think much of it too since you didn’t make a big deal out of it. But he was curious on what gym your uncle runs and that at you one point you mentioned he was a fighter too.

The way you found out was pretty much very coincidental. While you were at the gym, your uncle aka Kureshi mentions to you that he took up a student and took him under his wing. This was odd for you because you never saw your uncle to be one to take up someone for training. When he mentions to you that the person he’s training is around the same age and goes to the same high school, you were intrigued by who it was. The week you found out about this was the same week that finals/ heavy testing was being held and so you wanted to distress by going to the gym. You asked Cosmo if he wanted to hang out 2 hours before you go to the gym but he said he was going to do training at a gym beforehand and had to turn down your offer. You were kind of bummed out but you couldn’t convince him otherwise so oh well. Upon going to the gym, you get a text from your uncle that his student came to train and asked if you wanted to meet him. You said why not and when upon arriving to the gym, your uncle greet you and took you to see his student who was dealing some good blows to one of the gym’s punching bags. Upon further inspection, the boy looked familiar, too familiar. Without thinking, you blurted out Cosmo’s name. After stopping his workout, he turn to you and the both of you had equally shocked faces while Kureshi was having a kick out of it. When you looked at your uncle and asked if he was his student, the answer was fairly obvious and you just stood there while trying to process all of this. When Cosmo asked you why you were there, you explained Kureshi and stuff. It was a awkward few minutes before you decided to change into your workout clothes and doing some training of your own. After you were done with your workout, you took a shower and changed into some casual clothes. You waited for Cosmo to be done and the two of you would head home together after bedding your uncle farewell.

Since you caught Cosmo training, he couldn’t really hid it from you anymore because you saw him there at the gym and he had a entirely different training regiment than the average person. You got the courage to ask him about what’s the training for while telling him your suspicions. Cosmo kinda went silent, which is unlike him to do so especially in your presences. Then Cosmo just spills everything to you, the training, the bruises, the times he had to decline your offers to hang out, he explained himself to you why he had to it. At the mention of Kengan Matches and underground fighting, you thought this was like fight club or something. But snapping out of your thoughts, you didn’t see Cosmo any less differently and told him that his secret is safe with you. Cosmo is grateful for you and that he’s glad you’re understanding.

One day, when Cosmo didn’t come to Kureshi’s gym, you asked your uncle how he meet Cosmo. He told you that Cosmo got into a fight with a few guys that had him on the ropes before he stepped in himself to save Cosmo. While at it, your uncle ask about your thoughts on Cosmo and his potential in fighting. When you answered with a Cosmo having untapped potential, Kureshi made a deal with you. He said he’ll allow you to watch Cosmo’s matches and cover your back when you parents ask about your whereabouts. In return, you have to help him train Cosmo and update him on his matches. You didn’t even think about it, you just took the deal and the rest is history.

Another time, you met Mr. Nishihonji while training Cosmo. Apparently he used to use this gym a while back. After learning he was Cosmo’s sponsor/ fighting for his company, you do remember Cosmo subtly mentioning him in your conversations in the past and now you meet him in the flesh. He made a good impression of himself to you and ever since then you’ve been chill with him. The man means well so he doesn’t really give off any bad vibe that you can tell.

Mr. Nishihonji has picked up the both of you from school when Cosmo has a match. Once school is over, you two would head over to where his car is and people from your school would just gawk because who knew the two of you were hanging out with a rich man with a nice car. This happens a lot where you kinda get use to it.

Your crush/love for Cosmo is built up over time and isn’t too obvious  that other people can catch on but people close to you can see something is up with you when your around Cosmo. When people ask you about it, you brush it off as simple friendship you have for him. People won’t push it but people like Kureshi and Mr. Nishihonji can piece things together to where they have an fundamental understanding that you really care about Cosmo.

Speaking of Kureshi, your uncle Kureshi loves to fucking tease you about you and Cosmo. He really gets a kick out of how you get all tsundere on him when he does. It’s like an inside joke you have with each other and it’s family love, that’s all.

You never confessed to Cosmo because you 1.) don’t want to ruin or make the friendship awkward, and 2.) you don’t think Cosmo feels the same way as he is oblivious to your small actions/hints towards him.

And by the way, Cosmo is fucking oblivious to everything unless pointed out by him. This sadly includes your feelings, sis. This is one of the things Cosmo needs you in his life because of this. He’s oblivious to the point where you had to point out or explain things to him when he doesn’t get it or it goes over his head.

But your feelings becomes evident when the Kengan tournament goes under way and that you were invited to go with him. You watch on the sidelines, with Mr. Nishihonji of course, Cosmo’s matches. You knew after his first match ended that this tournament was something else when you saw the line up and after Cosmo fainted into Mr. Nishihonji’s arms after exiting the pit. You knew that Cosmo was not going to have an easy time in his matches and he needed to know this. Although you have faith in Cosmo, it’s not impossible to remember that this isn’t a simple walk in the park.

After beating Adam, Adam kinda just became your friend instantly. Like after Cosmo convinced him, he just stuck around the two of you. Even though you hate what comes out of his mouth, Adam isn’t really a jerk and tries to unlearn the things he has said to the two of you. When Adam stays in Japan for training, he literally becomes you best friend/ brother at this point. Adam is probably the only person that actually caught on

But the thing that has been bothering you is Cosmo’s naivety. There’s nothing wrong with his happy go lucky attitude. It’s just, Cosmo doesn’t seem to be grounded a lot in certain situations where he’ll understand the dangers/risks that come with this. Especially when it came down to fighting. You do warn him of being careful and taking the fight seriously, but he just say don’t worry and not really mean it. You knew that this would be problem because Cosmo takes his fighting skills for granted. You love the man but wish he would understand how grave some matches could’ve been if he didn’t take them down sooner.

But that fight with Akoya, oh my fucking god. First off, Fuck Akoya and his justice boner. Second, god this fight did some ever lasting damage on you. This was one of those surreal life changing moments that you can never forget even if you tried. The fight, in it of itself, was one of the most intense, gruesome, but slightly breathtaking things you have ever bear to witness. Although you hate to say this, this was the fight that Cosmo needed for his break through. This gave Cosmo what he’s been looking for in order to evolve and better his fighting.

However, this fight was to you was gut wrenching and mentally breaking. Like when you caught Hiyama helping out Akoya in the matches with Adam and Mr. Nishihonji, something was wrong by her desperate reaction to continue to help Akoya. Then the next you know was when you look down towards the arena, Akoya goes berserk and went total psycho on Cosmo. From biting a chunk of Cosmo’s leg off, cracking his ribs, and practically torturing him by bring him back to conscious after Cosmo pasted out. You, on the other hand, couldn’t shout as nothing would come out of your mouth no matter how hard you tried. Tears were building up, your heart was pounding out of your chest, it was hard to watch. Two things could’ve happened next, you either fainted from the immense fear where Adam had to catch you or you glued your eyes to the match and gripped the concrete so hard your finger nails got damage along with bleeding finger tips. Let’s go with the second one, then. The match in-front of you seem one sided and you feared for Cosmo’s life. But deep down, for some goddamn reason, you believe he can pull through if he found his motivation and drive. You called yourself stupid for having so much faith in him but he never has once let you down, so why should you? Once you said that Cosmo has a chance, Adam thought you were nuts but the unwavering hope said otherwise. For Cosmo, he has the classic anime protag shit where in a near death experience he has a bunch of flashbacks. Most of them was his time training with his master, however, some were times spent with you. With all the memories, Cosmo wanted to win, not just for his life and master, but for you as well. When Cosmo started to have his epiphany and turning the fight around in his favor, you never yelled as hard and as loud in your entire life. You bet his ass that he heard it. After the brutal few minutes, Cosmo came out the victor and you have never felt so relieve and exhausted in your life. You cried, fam, there's no doubt (I cried too, don't worry). When you came to get him and send him to the infirmary, you stuck to him for the rest of the tournament.

The fight didn’t make Cosmo realize he loved you, but it did stir up something inside of him that made him view you in a new light. In which he didn’t want to spend a moment without you. Man, you yelled at him for almost dying on you but spoke of your relief to him. He just apologizes and said he’ll win his next fight. It’s a very tender moment between the two of you.

What shock you the most was Kureshi suddenly appearing at the quarter finals tournament, he stated that he wanted to see Cosmo’s progress. It was odd seeing him but it was probably important as the tournament was nearing the end. He was up against Ohma which prove to be a powerful opponent. But alas, Cosmo was defeated by him. While he sat in one of the waiting rooms, you were right next to him, comforting him. Then you let your emotions speak for themselves, how you were proud of him for coming so far especially someone for his age, that he shouldn’t stop here and strive for more, and that you’ll give him your undying support. Then Cosmo pulls you into a hug and just cries it out, you smile and held him close.

After a few months after the tournament, Cosmo realizes he has feelings for you and confessed to you after he took you out to eat. And the rest is history.

Being with Cosmo is great (I say this with almost everyone, so bear with me). Being happy 24/7, a lot of hugs and kiss, spending endless hours with him. The man, himself, is a ball of sunshine at just happens to be your boyfriend.

The man loves you unconditionally no matter what. He doesn’t really have a preference on appearance. However, I’ll do say that if you’re shorter than him(he’s 5′6 i think), he’s over the moon because it adds some cuteness to you. The man loves you.

Cosmo really likes hugs and cuddles. He knows not the strangle you when he’s cuddling with you, but he loves to squeeze you tight. Meteor has caught the two of you sleeping on the couch in each other embrace in more than one occasion. Meteor thinks it’s cute and doesn’t disturb you two.

Cosmo is more than okay with PDA. He can’t really keep his hands off of you, yet he’ll respect your boundaries. He’ll hold your hand, arm around your waist or shoulder, giving small pecks to you. He’s not afraid of showing you off.

He’s a playful kisser, he likes to play around with you. But there are times where he does kiss you passionately, but that’s usually in private though. Before his matches, it’s a must for you to kiss him before he goes out and fights. Sometimes he kisses you out of nowhere and when you ask him, he just says I love you and stuff.

I can see him calling you baby/babe/ and love. It just sounds like him.

The man’s always hugging you from behind.

I’m gonna say since no one has said it louder: Cosmo with his hair slicked back makes him from cute to instant HOT. Deadass when you see he like with his hair like that, you cheeks heat up quickly and you just quietly freaking over his hair. You tell him that it looks better on him(which it does, btw) but he says it’s a simple haircut for him.

I headcanon that you and Kureshi gave him the idea to grow out his hair since it’ll suit him more. When his hair gets long enough, you sometimes braid his hair or brush it. To him, it’s a very relaxing moment since you’re kinda spoiling him.

Cheer for this man and he will definitely fight even harder in his matches. You’re his motivations.

Cosmo does have nosebleeds so make sure to bring some tissues.

Before the Kengan Omega, you had to help him take care of himself but after the two years he doesn’t have to, or rather not as much.

The only time you got jealous was probably when you found that Mr. Nishihonji took Cosmo to a brothel(?) and you finding out Cosmo had a taste for older women kinda sat with you the wrong way even though you two weren’t an item yet. You didn’t tell him out right what was wrong because you thought it was stupid to be feel jealous. It made you avoid Cosmo for like a day or two. You still haven’t told him yet about it and it will remain like that to this day.

You did take note on Cosmo’s estrange friend group aka the fighters. They’re not intimidating people. You actually had a run in with Wakatsuki on accident. Cosmo invited you to come hang out with him but you were busying with errands that you sadly had to decline. While you were fast walking to your next destination, you bumped into someone and tripped on your own foot. Before your face touched the ground, Wakatsuki caught you and helped you up. He apologizes for bumping into you because he didn’t see you. You said you were fine and ask what he was doing, he stated he was waiting for a friend of his. After you excuse yourself to continue your day, Cosmo comes around the corner as you left. While they were eating, Wakatsuki told Cosmo ran into you. When Cosmo said “oh, you met my girlfriend?” Wakatsuki had to pause because, like what?, the girl/person he bumped into was Cosmo’s girlfriend. Big shocker for him. Before you guys became a thing, Sakura, Sekibayashi, and Wakatsuki, would tease Cosmo about girls that would know him. I mean, they do this a lot when it was with you but to know the two of you ended up together caught them blind sided.

The fact Cosmo can take down opponents twice his size and age is pretty amazing in your eyes. Man’s short but damn can he pull off some impressive moves. Proud to call him your boyfriend honestly.

Food buddy, you guys love to eat with eat other. It’s pretty obvious that Cosmo loves to eat. The man takes you out to eat all the time, fucking bet on that shit.

When Cosmo loves you, he will LOVE you to death. Sure, you were hard on him when he’s training, but he is thankful for you being with him for the long run.

Being in a relationship with Cosmo is just full of fun and love even though it does get serious at some points. Cosmo never fails to show you that he loves you and how much you mean to him.

#kengan ashura #kengan omega #kengan ashura headcanons #imai cosmo × reader #imai cosmo

[mrsrcbinscn]

[Past] Franny Sor’s 1 hour set at a bar in Downtown Nashville, February 24, 1999

hi i’m in my feelings so have this silly hc piece. It’s a mix of a oneshot and just a list really.

I hc this is the gig that Franny met Cornelius at, but I left all the other details about him vague ^_^

cover versions of the songs are linked for general vibe

so anyway someone come write my cornelius lmao<3

The 9 PM time slot at The Whiskey Hive on Broadway was a coveted one, a surefire moneymaker. Franny, wonderin’ how in the hell she was ever going to pay for her next semester, let alone her next three years at Belmont, jumped at the opportunity to take it when the original singer cancelled at 4:30. Lucky thing she lived on campus and could easily make it in time -- even with guitar and banjo in tow.

Pete the talent manager always called Franny first or nearly-first when he had an open slot. She didn’t usually get the best time slots. She was barely nineteen, new in town, not like these other people who have been songwriting in Nashville for over a decade, and there was a sense of seniority in these circles. Franny could tell Pete was giving her a chance to earn her way into the 8-10 PM time slots and there was no way in hell she way blowing it.

That of course meant there was only one song from her repertoire she could possibly open with...Poor, Poor, Pitiful Me by Linda Ronstadt of course! If Franny ever needed an ‘impress a crowd free’ song, she only needed to whip Linda Ronstadt out of her back pocket. It also didn’t hurt that Terri Clark had recently brought the song back to the attention of country music fans with her cover of it.

“Let’s give a big Whiskey Hive welcome to little miss Franny Sor, a freshman here at Belmont University, all the way from Payne Lake, Georgia!” Pete said into his microphone before turning it off and nodding to Franny to begin.

The crowd applauded between eating and drinking their beers and cocktails, and Franny idly played a few chords to get some background noise goin’ as she introduced herself.

“Hey y’all! Like Pete said, I’m Franny Sor, I live here in Nashville and I’m a music studies student and songwriter. We’re gonna start tonight with a little Linda Ronstadt.”

The crowd, mostly the thirty-five-and-older folks, applauded, and Franny began her acoustic rendition of Poor, Poor, Pitiful Me.

“Thank y’all so much! Now, if there’s anything you want to hear at any point in the next hour, just let me know, I love requests. And if you like what you hear, feel free to drop some change in the tip buckets, it helps keep me here in Nashville, put gas in my car, buy my cat wet food. You know, the essentials.”

She went right into Roseanne Cash’s Seven Year Ache, trying not to notice the young man at the bar, probably about three or four years older than her, who met her eye a few times and seemed to be fishin’ for his wallet. 

A few folks dropped some tips in the bucker, including the handsome young man alone at the bar.

“Thank you, thank you! And where are you from, sir?” Franny asked, figuring now was a good opportunity for crowd engagement. 

The man startled, clearly not one comfortable with being put on the spot, but answered her with a nervous smile.

“Ohhh, I’ve always wanted to go there. Cool accent! What brings you to Nashville? What’s your name?”

“I’m living here for work right now. Uh, Cornelius.”

“What kinda music do you like, Cornelius? I can play anythin’. Rock, pop, country, bluegrass.”

He blinked, almost as if he forgot what music was, let alone what he liked. After a beat, he stuttered out, “Um- a- an-an original?”

Good Lord, the squeak that came out of Franny’s mouth. “That’s the first time anybody’s ever requested an original! I’m very excited about this song I just wrote. To keep a very long story offensively short, my mother came to the United States in 1979 as a refugee from Cambodia. She was separated from her entire family during the conflict there, and didn’t even know that my grandmother was still alive until I was nine. I wrote this song over Christmas break, when my grandmother visited from Cambodia and my brothers and I got to meet her. This song is to my mother, from my grandmother’s perspective.  I promise I’ll play a fun song after this one.”

That at least got some laughter from the audience.

She set her guitar down, picked up her banjo, and played Oh, Sophia, a song she wrote.

“I promise y’all, if I ever write a happy little love song, y’all will be the first to know,” Franny joked as she switched out her banjo for her guitar again. “It’s just that ain’t no guy I’ve gone with has been love song material. Hey, Cornelius, if you know any guys worth writin’ a love song about, you call me, eh?” 

Franny hopped up on her tippy toes to look out at a table where a family with a cute little girl was sitting. “What about y’all, with the little girl in pigtails? Where’re you from?”

“San Francisco! Exciting! What brings you to Nashville?”

“Vacation!”

“You came to the right place, I love this little city. What kind of music do you wanna hear?”

“Know any Roger Miller?” Asked the husband.

Franny giggled, then smirked. “Of course I do! Roger Miller’s some of my favorite songwriting in country music. Do you like Kansas City Star?”

She reached down into her guitar case and brandished a tambourine, which she promptly put her foot through on the floor to use to keep time as she played her cover of Kansas City Star.

Franny did her very, very, damned best not to make eye contact with Cornelius with the accent again, but she couldn’t help it. He was the only person in the place lookin’ at her like she wasn’t just background noise.

"Is anybody else here from Georgia tonight? Or just me. Anybody from Georgia?”

A bachelorette party toward the back WOOOOOO’d and Franny immediately regretted asking.

“For real? Where at?”

“Marietta!”

“Y’all like Reba?” More WOOOOOOs from the girls. 

Franny gently slid her tambourine to the side with her foot and got ready to bang out The Night The Lights Went Out in Georgia. If she could get the energy in the room nice and up with Reba, then she could probably play the song she’d been dying to play all hour.

Her eyes kept darting toward Cornelius at the bar, still sipping the same beer he’d started the hour with. At least he ordered food too. Bartender probably wouldn’t be too pissed as long as he tipped good. Judging by the twenty he dropped in Franny’s tip bucket, he should.

It wasn’t just the fact she made good money off of him -- he was just. Listening to her. People didn’t do that here, not really.

As she finished, the crowd applauded for the performance she gave on that song. Turns out going for a tough song pays off...if you got the skills to back it up.

“This is one of my favorite songs, and I don’t get to play it often. Ain’t really country, but I really want to play it. Is that all right with y’all?” Franny asked the crowd, who, on account of being thoroughly entertained at this point, cheered.

She set her banjo down and picked her guitar back up, and picked out the first few notes of Angel of The Morning.

It was a risk, but the bar seemed to like her well enough to go for it. Was it a great bar song? Eh, no. But did Franny believe her vocal performance could make up for that? For sure. 

And lookit that, a gentleman at a table in the middle stood out of his seat to applaud her! Ha!

“Y’all wanna hear a girl do Hank Williams?” Franny joked, and at the applause and whoops, she said, “Gimme a song, any Hank song, c’mon!”

“Lovesick Blues!”

“You wanna hear Lovesick Blues? And where are you from?”

“Calgary!”

“Canada! Well, welcome to Nashville. Here’s Lovesick Blues for ya, Canada.”

Country fans always did find it impressive when she could country yodel into a Hank song.

As she considered what exactly to whip out next, someone shouted, “Tammy Wynette!” and Franny zeroed in on that request. 

“Which song?”

“Stand By Your Man!”

“Alright folks, heeeere’s Stand By Your Man by the legend herself.”

Franny personally didn’t adore the song -- she thought it gave men’s shitty behavior a pass. But it was a classic, and to make it in music, you gotta know the classics.

“Does anybody here like Alanis Morisette? I know, I know, it’s not country...I told y’all! I like everything. I’m a teenage girl in 1999, of course Alanis Morisette speaks to my soul.”

She very pointedly was not looking at cute-Cornelius-at-the-bar as she sang Head Over Feet, lest she catch nerves and butterflies. Even as she noticed him get up out of the corner of her eye and drop another bank note into the tip bucket.

“What do y’all wanna hear for the grand finale? Old country, new country, pop, rock...? What about you, Mr. Cornelius-from-[redacted]?”

“New country! I, uh, actually could use some educating on it. About it. Country.”

Franny smiled and readied her fingers on the right frets for the first chord. “Great! We’ll wrap up our time together with some Mark Chestnutt.”

It’s A Little Too Late was a goddamn blast to play, so why not?

Franny hopped off the stage and sped through counting her tips, in hopes of catching Cornelius before he left to chat him up more. What? He was cute, had a cool accent, and tipped her well. May as well say hello...

#&&...hc #r: love of my life

[once-upon-a-scenario]

Bakugou/reader: Icarus, Part 3

Part 1 here Part 2 here EDIT: what the hell you’re telling me I never added Part 4?? It’s next week, and Katsuki is ready to take you down. He’s got to reiterate- this isn’t sport, it’s war. (Or: winning is harder than it looks.) (Sorry for the late update, this one got pretty long and I had some plot problems to work out!  I think everybody can tell by now that I am not good at update schedules and will probably never have a consistent one :,) Reviews and/or constructive criticism are always welcome- thanks to everyone who’s been showing this series love so far and thanks to all the commenters I’ve had on this blog in general! Kinda kills me inside that I can’t reply to any of you without using my main, but please trust me when I say I am obsessive enough to see all comments and deeply appreciate the kind words ;-; ;-; ;-;  Also, hooray for the most unrealistic fight scene ever! I have never done hand-to-hand in my life and it probably shows XD -Mod Eve) ____ For the rest of the week, Katsuki stews. There’s nothing particularly intimidating about you. You’re too mild- too fucking bland, with your polite little smiles and stupidly unwavering calm. Your quirk’s fine, from what he knows, some shit called Reflection that does exactly what it says on the tin: you bounce things away before they reach you. Can’t be a coincidence that you have a defensive quirk- hilarious, isn’t it, how even your biology seems to be cooperating with your pacifist bullshit? And it can’t be a fucking coincidence that your quirk gives you the biggest advantage over certain emitter types.

He contemplates this on the way to school the next Monday morning and scuffs his sneaker spitefully against the sidewalk, palms tingling. He’ll win anyway, though. There’s never been any question about that.

(If you decide to repel his explosions, fine; he’s not an idiot. If you could deflect every attack that came your way, you’d never get hit during training. But he’s seen you go down before.

Even if he has to face you with bare fists, he’ll win.)

Throughout the day, he itches with the urge to get going; the teachers’ words slide off of him like water, and he snaps at more people than usual as they crowd around him like a bunch of buzzing, persistent flies, making his palms begin to crackle until Aizawa-sensei fixes him with a look and he tenses, looking out the window instead of making a scorch mark on someone’s desk.

You’re there through all this, sitting in your corner seat with your gaze fixed on the blackboard, not knowing or not caring about what’s coming.

Either you don’t know, hisses that aggravated little voice in his ear, or you do, and you’re so confident that you STILL don’t give a shit.

(Or there is a third option, a reason that you don’t care, that “I don’t fight for sport” isn’t meant to be a taunt- but fuck if he wants to think about that one.)

It’s more of a headache than it should be worth, so he grits his teeth and reminds himself: today is the day. Doesn’t matter what you think will happen, you’re losing the luxury to ignore him this time. No more standstills.

“We’re sparring partners today,” he informs you during break, only mildly aggressively, making you look up from your textbook with a slight start. Good. You better be on your guard. “Hope you’re ready to lose.”

A beat of silence, and then- fuck you, honestly- you smile.

I’ll do my best to be a good partner. That’s really not the fucking point, and as he stalks back to his own seat, he’d bet anything that you know it’s not.

______

He doesn’t talk to you again until it’s time to spar. Aizawa-sensei eyes him coolly in a way that’s always sort of annoying, because it makes it impossible to figure out what his teacher is thinking of; which makes Aizawa-sensei actually surprisingly similar to you, he realizes. This heightens his annoyance, and he watches you while Aizawa-sensei watches him and the rest of the class files into groups of twos and threes and you…just stare at the ceiling, then nod at him in greeting.

Still with that faux-polite attitude, but whatever. He’s got this. He grits his teeth.

“Hey,” Sero whispers from beside him, “No offense, Bakugou, but is everything ok…?”

“Yeah,” Kaminari chimes in, squinting at him. “You look like you’re thinking of something nasty.”

Katsuki sneers, feeling the beginnings of heat building at the tips of his fingers, already mildly damp with nitroglycerin. “Shut it, Pikachu.”

And it feels like the longest five minutes of his life until Aizawa-sensei finally calls his name and yours, the signal to get in place, get ready, he’s been ready since the cafeteria and before and fuck him if he’s letting you slither out of things this time like a fucking coward with a ridiculously useful quirk.

(Not a coward, that persistent thought prickles at the back of his mind. He squashes it, hoping he’s really not losing braincells at this point. If not a coward, then what the fuck are you?)

He faces you and finds that you’ve stationed yourself a safe distance away, just out of his immediate reach, where you stand very still and refuse to approach. And it’s so very typical of you and yet so very calculated and so much like the most subtle version of a middle finger that the ticking time bomb inside him, the one that’s been steadily nearing its limit since the first time he laid eyes on you and has only sped up since the cafeteria incident, is now seconds away from bursting. These confrontations have always been on your terms, your placid, fluid refusal to respond to his challenges throwing cold water on any spark he’s ever tried to ignite, but here and now, it’s his turn to make the rules. That’s only fair.

“It’s not fucking sport anymore, you know.”

You bow your head ever so slightly. I happen to take sparring very seriously.

And hey, true, at least you’ve switched to a defensive stance now- the type of cautious position that makes him think you’re probably gearing up to use your quirk. Katsuki’s lips curl into something resembling a smile. If you think you’ve got the upper hand here, well, fuck it, he’s going to show you.

He readies his fists.

And as soon as the words alright…start, fall from Aizawa-sensei’s lips, remember, the session ends when one person yields, he leaps towards you with his arm drawn back and a vicious punch aimed straight for your jaw.

He feels a slight resistance, a faint push against his knuckles, stopping him just shy of hitting his target as you swerve out of the way. So that’s Reflection- that’s what it feels like. He almost laughs as he turns to chase you down, because he’s seen, caught just a fleeting glimpse of your eyes widening and the sterile white lights above mirrored in your irises as you stared at him and his clenched fists.

There’s no fucking point in explosions if you’ll just reflect them back at him, but look: from what he’s seen, he assumes you can’t deflect a fist attached to an entire human body.

“Don’t get shy on me now!” he shouts as you dodge his next movement, a little quicker than before. Again, laughs the fire inside him, a little wild, a little pissed off, typical. The fucking stubbornness of you. Trust you to not fight back but you’re gonna see why you should, just you wait-

He hurls his fist forward as you seem to slip to the left but you’re gone before it hits and his punch connects to thin air, sending him off balance and lurching forwards with a quick, sharp intake of breath. You’re not in his line of sight anymore, probably behind him, probably some sort of clever strategy that’s going to prove utterly useless once he figures out your movements. He twists around and there you are, darting away from the kick he aims at your legs and already two steps away before his fist connects with your cheekbone. You’re adapting, getting quicker, and maybe you’re using your quirk in random places because at certain points he feels that faint pushback against his attacks, just strong enough to slow him down by a fraction-

(Come on, he wants a better response than that. Do you really have to be such a shitty sport all the time?)

He swings again, knuckles white, a wordless growl ripping from his throat as the hit lands just the most infuriating centimeter off from its mark; it only glances off your ear, but it still makes you freeze for a split second with a wince and he takes your momentary shock as a chance to reach forward, trying to grab you, drag you back, do something before you’re gone. As he reaches, however, your leg sweeps out to hit against his shin just hard enough to earn a reflexive shout and a small explosion, stopping him for long enough that you can jump back, putting more distance between you. Nice of you to actually move for once, but he’d appreciate it if you’d stop running away and do something interesting for once in your fucking life. This fistfighting is getting real old and he might just blast you if he could be sure that that’s not what you’re aiming for under all your defensive tactics, for him to just hand you the weapons to win, and that’d be just really fucking fantastic- And like this, you go back and forth, him swift and deadly and driving you back with every punch, kick, and grapple, you weaving in and out of his movements like the world’s most infuriating, immovable butterfly, utterly refusing to take a shot back at him unless it’s a quick, disarming movement that’s just not strong enough, and he feels somewhere in-between euphoria and rage, because he’s looking you in the eyes and you’re panting heavily, sweat on your brow, shoulders tensed, but your gaze stays steady. (You stay steady.)

____ He takes you down, in the end, just like he knew he would.  There’s a pattern to your evasions and once he cracks it, it’s easy enough to get behind you, out of your line of sight where he makes a gamble- that you won’t be able to activate your quirk in time- and then rushes forward, the blood burning in his veins and the heady, maddening triumph coming out in a shout of almost-laughter as he opens his palm towards you and lets the fire burst out. You stumble, trying to move out of the way, and that’s when he finally gets a grip on your arm and flips you to the ground. He’s on top of you, then, pinning you down. You’re both hot and sweaty and it’s mildly gross- your lip bust sometime during the fight and every spot you’ve kicked him in aches more than he cares to admit. He’ll find bruises in the morning. It’s worth it, he tells himself as he pushes down insistently, making sure you don’t have the space to move. Are you looking? Do you see this? Do you get what’s going on? You lost. You can’t walk away until I say so. And you look up at him, still gasping a little. I yield. And... That’s that. He’s done it. Not that he ever doubted he would. You stay like that for a moment, both breathless and a little stiff.  Then he lets you up, sneers when you thank him for a good fight, and makes his way to the cafeteria for lunch alone. Iida and Yaoyorozu team up on him for pinning you and busting your lip, and you smile and tell them it’s ok- you kicked him pretty hard, anyway, and that’s kind of the point of sparring in U.A. People get hurt. It’s no big deal. Katsuki scoffs and quickens his pace, leaving you and Iida’s nagging far behind. It’s a spitefully nice feeling, to be the victor, the one walking away, just like he always should’ve been. He won. You didn’t walk away this time. You know, now, that you shouldn’t have underestimated him. Everybody saw you fight. Everybody saw you lose. He sits next to Kirishima and takes a vicious bite out of a sandwich, making some offhand insulting comment about Kaminari’s latest batch of puns, and ignores the discomfort creeping over him; it’s the pain from the bruises you’ve probably left on him, nothing more, nothing less. Bruises are nothing. They fade. (He remembers the way you looked up at him, though. Your eyes were dull. You’re such a fucking blank slate and apparently, even an actual fight couldn’t get you to look halfway alive. It’s disappointing.) Then again, he saw you look surprised that one time, for his first hit. He gloats, keeping that image close to his mind for a moment, but it merges strangely with the distant way you stared at him when he pinned you to the ground and it taints the feeling of triumph, making him uncomfortable again. You didn’t get to walk away- that much is true. He’s just not sure you knew that yourself. Victory, he realizes, is surprisingly anticlimactic.

#BNHA #Bakugou Katsuki #Bakugou Katsuki x reader #Katsuki x reader #Bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x you #Katsuki Bakugou x reader #BNHA reader insert #scenario #series #gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader insert #Mod Eve #wow this was a really long chapter of torturing Bakugou #sorry my man #there's more to come #:)))

[finleyjayne]

Break a Leg Chapter 3: Take Two

A/N: Thank you for waiting so long for this chapter. There were so many choices that had to be made as to where I wanted to take this. I decided (with the help of my best friend who is so done with this story that it’s not even funny) that this was the most honest option. Let me know what you think! Also all songs referenced are linked via their names/first reference if unnamed.

Series Summary: After your accident, everything in your life changed. Your shared dream of being on Broadway with your best friend, Amanda, was over. But just because YOU don’t think you want the same things in life doesn’t mean that your friend won’t see through you. Taking matters into her own hands, you end up at an audition you’re sure that you’ll fail since SHIELD Theater Company is known the world over for typecasting. And you don’t fit any of your typical actress types. Little do you know that the company’s new writer - nihilistic, pessimistic, and resident drunk; Bucky Barnes- is looking for someone out of their normal choices.

Series Warnings: Guys, this is based on my own experiences within the Acting community after gaining weight and height after an accident. There will be fat-shaming, mentions of eating disorders, unhealthy expectations, unhealthy coping mechanisms, also like bias based on looks.

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Warnings for this chapter include but are not limited to: Swearing, Angst, eating disorder (if you squint), unrealistic audition process (because I can), PTSD dreams, Anxiety attack, Hurt/Comfort, dance injury descriptions, Amanda almost getting her face punched.

Word Count: 2,336

The familiar feel of gathered tulle whispered around your legs as you float across the stage. Your feet burn with the tiny movements that pushed you across the stage. The choreography was new, but you already knew it by heart. After all, you have been dreaming of playing this role ever since you had seen the show all those years ago. The steps sped, and as you approached the leap of faith, That leap would pull on the fly lines. You knew something was wrong. There was the slightest of whirrs from the top left pulley, pulling you up short.

"Why did you stop? You have the fly lines on, It's step, turn, turn, and leap." Your director yelled from the darkened house.

"There is something wrong with the left pulley." You say back. "It's making a funny noise."

"That's just the way of pulleys, Y/N. Let's run it from the top of the number, this time with the fly."

"I really don't think so," you mutter as you take your place in the side wings. Amanda meets you there. She hands you a water bottle, which you sip from as the interlude plays.

"You can do it. Trust yourself, Y/N."

"I trust myself just fine. The person I don't trust is the rigging guy who is currently snogging his girlfriend instead of paying attention to his job."

"It's going to be fine, Y/N." She says, rolling her eyes and pushing you towards the stage for your cue.

As the dance progresses, you stop focusing on the steps and just feel the movement. You really were the fairy: light, agile, and completely ethereal. You take the two turns perfectly and leap off the stage and into the audience. You feel yourself relax as you swing above the seats, being lifted higher until you were suspended in the center of the stage. You continued to dance, then something went wrong, there was a hard yank from that left pulley. It unbalanced you, pulling taut as the secondary line went slack. As more of your weight was given to it, a loud grinding and a high-pitched ping echoed over the sounds of the music as you fell to the stage floor. Before anyone can do anything, you fall.

Your jolt out of your sleep suddenly, an invisible weight pressing on your chest. Your heartbeat is blaring in your ears as you fight to breathe. Shivers raking up and down your body. Unable to move even the tips of your fingers as tears blur your perception of your dim room. After what seems to be hours of laying there suffocating, your breathing turns into sobs. You are finally able to move, though, as you roll onto your side, trying to curl into the fetal position, a scream echos into the silence. Your busted up leg sends phantom pains through you, cramping and pulling with unnatural tension. It was a charlie horse from hell, and you rationally knew that most of it was fake.

Amanda runs in a few seconds later with a pink aluminum baseball bat, looking around for the disturbance, when she finds none she turns to you. "Y/N, what is it?"

You just stared at her, unable to move as phantom pain shot up and down your leg. Memories of blood and bone hide behind your eyelids, torturing you with every blink.

She stares at you for a few minutes before slowly setting the bat down. and coming to hold you. "It was the dream again, wasn't it." She cradles your head, maneuvering you as carefully as she can into her arms. "Hush now, it's okay. We are here, that is the past. You don't ever have to fly again. Rehearsals will all be on the ground for your new show. All you have to do is a little choralography. It will be fine. You won't get hurt."

Her reassuring calm, paired with her arms stroking up and down your back, are a balm to your terrified mind. Your sobs ebb. Taking a few deep breaths, you sit yourself up, pulling away from her, immediately feeling guilty for waking her this early. "thank you, 'Manda. It really means a lot."

"It's the least I can do when my best friend is struggling. Now, why don't you take a nice hot shower? I'll get breakfast started, and then we can head over to Rijah's before your audition today."

"Sure," you say noncommittally, you didn't really feel like eating, but you knew it would make her feel better to see you fed before she sends you to the sharks again. "Would you like to play live-action barbie today? I mean, you did say that today's audition would be special," you ask her on her way to the kitchen.

"I think you should wear that cute new swing dress—the one with the pink halter and the black skirt. Go light on the make-up. Doe eyes," she called from the kitchen.

"Okay. Are we going to be meeting with our agent today or is this another one of those, he gave you a list and expects us both to be there sort of deal?" You ask, wincing as you try to distract yourself from the pain as you rub the cramps out of your leg.

"Well, it's kinda just one audition today. I know you don't want to go back, but I was promised by Steve that if you show up, they will listen to you--"

At that, you were up and in the kitchen. Staring your friend down in your scanty sleepwear. "Please don't tell me that I'm auditioning for Stark's Theater again. I mean, he already kicked me to the curb once. What makes you think that he won't show up just to kick me out again?" You sneer, half-naked, and ready to punch her in her too pretty face.

"It's not Stark's theater troupe anymore, he has taken a back seat this year, leaving Miss Potts to handle more of it while he moves into the movie industry. You will be fine. Like I said, Steve has been nagging me all year for your contact details so he could offer you a personal invitation. I told him that you would go if you wanted. I mean, I'm still going to make you go with me to the building. Remember, you promised that after last year, you wouldn't pass up a chance to sing for anyone. Not anymore. Especially with your boss being as chill as he is."

The fight drains from your shoulders as she uses your own words against you. You are still annoyed that she is taking you to an audition for SHIELD, again, though. Stomping back to your bathroom, you slam the door. "Why do my friends always take me at my word?" you ask yourself as you hang your head over the sink basin. Taking a few more deep breaths, you push down your new-formed audition anxiety.

Fixing yourself up and packing a set of exercise clothes for your rehearsal later, as well as your repertoire binder, resume, and pair of ballet slippers. It hadn't taken long to get into something after reapplying yourself. Even though the show you were in at the moment was a two-day ballet in the park for little kids. But it was something, and it paid enough to put it on your resume.

You hurried in the shower, letting the steam take away more of the tension from your body as you scrubbed yourself. As the water starts running clear of bubbles, you close your eyes, envisioning an alternative ending to your dream. In your new version, Bucky, your unconventional knight in shining army, that handsome man who had come to your rescue all those months ago, comes and catches you before you are flown too high. He takes your hand, pulling you close, his breath whispering across your face as his blue-grey eyes stare into yours. He leans forward, your lips part… Amanda is shouting from the other side of the door that breakfast was ready before you finished the thought.

With a different kind of sigh, you pull yourself out of the cooling water, and back into real life.

Amanda and Elijah have once again outdone themselves with their song choice for you. You couldn't help but laugh as they put their top three options in front of you, Better from Little Women, If You Knew My Story from Bright Star, and I'm a Star from Smash.

"So what's the cut time Amanda?" you ask, paging through the three songs.

"They want the whole thing." Amanda and Elijah said in unison. Amanda looking at you with barely withheld excitement, and 'Rijah with his usual sophomanic way.

"They want the whole song? or they want all the different cuts prepared so they can choose?" You couldn't believe that they would want a whole three-minute song. That just seems overboard.

"The whole song. Steve asked for it personally. " She said, smiling, "This is going to be it, Y/N! This is going to be it! We are finally going to be in an acting company together! I can feel it! Now sing the songs. Let's see which one will fit best!"

Your heart beats fast in your chest. The whole song, they wanted the entire song. No one wants the complete song. Sometimes they don't even want the entire song at a callback. You couldn't help but stare openmouthed at your best friend. What exactly was going on today? You hadn't felt this many emotions in a single day since last year.

Before you can really contemplate which god had decided to smile in your direction, Elijah starts playing the introduction for the first few bars of Bright Star. Even then, Elijah has to repeat the intro twice before Amanda finally pinched you back into the moment. Immediately you jumped into it. Hazily stumbling through the first two measures before Elijah stopped playing.

He looked at you, annoyed. "Y/N, if you ain't gunna sing, don't pretend like it."

You shook yourself at the reprimand. "I'm sorry. If I get to sing a whole song, can we do something else? Better is an excellent power song, but it is very repetitive. I wanna give them a show. Something that will wow them. But I don't want to give off the vibe that I am still butt-hurt over last year. I want to show them I can take the initiative and work hard."

Elijah smirked, "Okay, what about weekly volcano press? It has some of the same stuff, and kinda rounds out what she did to improve. Also, you can play with all of your different character voices."

You give him a funny look, "What do you mean? And isn't that song like 8 minutes long?"

"You know what I mean. Don't act like I haven't been paying attention to you over the last three years! You sing with different timbres and weights for each character when you are helping Amanda with her practice. Sometimes I feel like I need to check and make sure you aren't switching out your vocal cords for every character."

"Elijah is right! Here! Sheetmusic! She places her tablet on the piano. And it can be a test on Steve's word. If they don't stop you, you know for sure that Steve will keep his words as a director."

You tilt your head back and forth, deliberating, "I don't really want to be petty Amanda."

"Y/N, when in all the years I have known you have you ever chosen not to be petty?" Amanda says, arms crossed over her chest, hip cocked.

"To you never, to everybody else, I try to be considerate more than petty," you meeting her attitude with sincerity.

"Suuure." Elijah and Amanda share an eyeroll.

"Whatever. If you really think that this song would be best, then I will take your advice. However, with my track record, it will end up blowing up in my face," you resign with a sigh looking over Elijah's shoulder as you scan through the score.

"Don't give me that Bullshit, Y/N/N. You will do fine. It's not like I haven't watched you play around with this song. You could probably do it in your sleep." Amanda gave you one of her signature I-know-you-know-you-can-do-this looks. Taking her phone out and pointing it at you. "Now, sing the damn song!"

With a sigh, you straighten back up. You knew they wouldn't let it go. "Fine, but if this becomes a repeat of last year. I will reevaluate our friendship status. Lead the way, Elijah."

Amanda hadn't been lying when she said that you had the song on lock. You breezed through the voice changes. Flipping octaves, effortlessly changing registers, and adapting tonalities. By the time the seven minutes were over, you were slightly winded. Your chest heaved lightly as you were filled with that after-performance high. You knew there were a few places that you hiccupped, but you had a good thirty minutes, and they were easy fixes.

Looking up at your small audience, you should have expected the smug smiles that spread on their faces. Amanda gave you a smirk. "Is there something you would like to tell me?"

"I don't want to tell you shit. But you were right. It is a fun song." You turn to an equally smug Elijah, "can we go over the troll verse again? I messed up the lyrics. And then I'd like to drill the last part where Clarisa comes back to face Braxton. Those quick transitions are a bit different than the Sutton Foster recording, and I don't want to be psyched out either way."

"Whatever I can do to help you," Elijah says, turning back to the piano.

"I'll go print the music for your rep binder." Amanda practically squealed, running out of the room, phone in hand.

You shake your head, refocusing on all of the things you needed to refine before this would work.

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