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gumnut-logic · 3 months

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Reassurance

Had a crappy day, have no brain, so wrote soppy goop.

Many thanks to @onereyofstarlight for reading through said soppy goop. I may have to offer her a long term dental plan for her sacrifice.

I hope you don't drown in the goop.

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He startled awake with a gasp.

Oh, god. Oh, god, no.

The nightmare drifted away leaving terror in its wake.

Please, god, no.

Virgil rolled over and untangled himself from the bed covers. The clock on his nightstand cheerfully claimed it was 4am.

He had only slept an hour.

Oh, hell.

He pushed his protesting body to sit up on the side of the bed, his bare feet catching in the carpet. His head fell into his hands as phantom images from his brain bounced back and forth and sweat dripped down his spine.

They were all okay.

It was just a stupid dream.

They weren’t…

He shoved off the bed and stumbled into his bathroom, hitting the light and almost blinding himself. Cold water on his face brought back reality.

His family was safe in bed.

Not dead.

Not dying.

Not screaming his name.

He groaned, closed his eyes and ran wet fingers through his hair.

Goddamnit.

He shoved a towel into his face and through his hair. Killing the bathroom light, he strode back into his bedroom, letting his eyes adjust enough to find an old t-shirt and shove it on. He pushed open the door to his rooms and stepped out into the silent hallway.

The transparent roof let in the waning moon and starlight just enough to see and Virgil made his way quietly down the hall to Alan’s bedroom.

He’d done this so many times before. Snuck into bedrooms to check on family simply because he needed a little reassurance that they were still there, still safe. To abate the terror that gnawed on his mind.

Alan was there. His littlest brother was curled up on his rug on the floor, soft breaths teasing the fibre strands in front of his face.

Virgil couldn’t see much.

But he could see enough.

He approached cautiously, not wanting to disturb and crouched down beside the kid genius with a big heart.

Allie’s face was slack in sleep, a mere shaping of shadows in the pale light from the hallway. The bandaid on his head wasn’t an injury, just a scratched pimple to prove he was still a teenager with teenager problems.

Beyond the rocket and the death-defying feats.

Virgil rested a hand ever so softly on his little brother’s arm and whispered, “Love you, Allie.”

Alan shifted and Virgil lifted his hand away. He pushed himself to his feet, ever so embarrassed should he be caught, and slipped from the room on silent feet.

He closed Alan’s door quietly and leant against the corridor wall.

Was it wrong to need the reassurance? Was he being stupid?

He swallowed, took a couple of steps and stood in front of Gordon’s door.

His military brothers were lighter sleepers and he had to be extra careful.

Gordon was tangled in his bed sheets as usual and Virgil had to fight the urge to untangle him. Messy golden hair lit up in the pale light and Virgil crouched down beside his fish brother, eyes skipping over the scars set in relief by that same light across Gordy’s back.

His brother was breathing, breath drawn in and out with the occasional snore.

Virgil dared not touch Gordon, no matter how much he wanted to. But he did watch him for a moment, etching proof of life into his brain.

“Love you, Gordy.”

Gordon grunted, grabbed a chunk of bed sheet and hugged it to his chest.

Virgil bit his lip and stepped back, slipping out the door.

He let a breath go once the door was closed.

He had to leave the residential rooms to track down his space brother. He had a pact with Eos, bribed with processors so she wouldn’t tell John.

Entering the empty comms room revealed just a hint of the coming day as the faintest of lines on the horizon to the east. Traditionally, his military brothers would be up within the hour, but considering how late they all made it to bed, John had probably cancelled all the alarms and put IR into passive mode.

Virgil couldn’t remember if Scott had given the order. He had been too strung out, too exhausted, too terrified of what almost happened and how lucky he had been.

“Eos, report on John please.”

“Good morning, Virgil.” Her voice was soft, under strict instruction due to mistakes past. “John is currently sleeping quietly. All vitals stable. He drank water before bed and has been undisturbed.”

“Thank you, Eos. Visual, please.”

“Are you sure? John has been teaching me about privacy and-“

“Eos, please. I need this.”

There was silence a moment before the holoprojector lit up, bathing the room, and Virgil, in blue.

John slept curled on his side, hands bunched up under his chin, hair in his eyes.

Virgil smiled despite himself. John had been fighting that cowlick since he was little. During the day he had it under control with all the product deployed, but at night it ruled and John surrendered.

It made him look so young.

And so atypical of his usual neat appearance.

“Love you, Johnny.”

This time he could reach out and run his fingers through photons. It wasn’t enough but it was something.

Staring a moment longer, he reached down and turned the projector off.

Night returned to the room and his eyes dazed with after images.

He took the opportunity and jogged down the stairs to the kitchen. Grabbing a glass, he filled it with tap water and sculled it down.

The cool liquid sucked the heat from his belly.

He left the cup on the sink and made his way up all the stairs and back into the residential hallways. Part of him always wanted to visit his grandmother and Kayo, but there were limits to the breaches in privacy he was willing to commit.

Standing in the hallway outside their doors, he whispered words into the woodwork and left them undisturbed.

At the end of the hallway, lay Scott’s rooms. He knew he was always welcome there. In his big brother’s own words late at night over one too many drinks, desperate to wash away memories that hurt, Scott had said in no uncertain words - anytime, anywhere, always.

Virgil had no doubt it was the same for all his brothers, for all of them. Each of them were there for each other. They were family.

But as Virgil stood outside that door, he was still of two minds. He needed to erase that image from his dream. That last gasp of breath, that terror, and his failure to be what he needed to be.

Because the biggest fear was that one day Virgil wasn’t going to be there for his big brother and that would be it. The end. Scott would be gone and Virgil’s world would crumble.

But at the same time. All this? Was stupid. Why risk Scott’s sleep, something he sorely needed, just because Virgil couldn’t keep it together?

His back fell against the corridor wall, and Virgil let himself slide down until his butt hit the floor.

His head dropped into his hands.

His eyes clenched shut.

And he wished the world away.

-o-o-o-

He didn’t realise the door had opened until a pair of long, pyjama-clad legs folded down beside him and an arm wrapped around his shoulders.

Scott’s other arm drew him in him until his brother’s face was buried in Virgil’s hair.

Virgil groaned. “Sorry.”

Scott’s breath teased his hair. “Dreams?”

“Yeah.”

His brother squeezed just a little tighter. “Same.”

“Damn…”

“Yeah.”

Virgil didn’t ask if his brother was okay, because the answer was obvious. Instead, he rested against Scott drawing in the strength for what he needed to be for his brother.

“Love you, Virg. You know that, don’t you?”

His heart missed a beat. “Yeah.” He swallowed. “Love you, too.”

“Anytime, anywhere, always.” Scott’s hand moved to the back of Virgil’s neck, warm and so there.

Virgil’s eyes closed against the cotton of his big brother’s pyjamas. “Always.”

-o-o-o-

#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds #thunderbirds fanfiction #virgil tracy #scott tracy #gordon tracy #john tracy #alan tracy #nuttyfic #so much goop

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beetlebug-bii · 10 months

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Part 3 of feral mc but with Belphie being released from the attic. Just imagine Belphie trying to kill mc and they just bite him. Not even Barbatos could handle the child so I highly doubt Belphie could either lol.

Feral Child Mc (part three)

MC Gets Betrayed & Bombastically Side Eyed Their Way To Beating A Bitch.

A/N: I like my writing to be nothing short of silly goofy, i also wrote this at like 4am two weeks ago and was so surprised to see it in my drafts. Did i proof read it? No.

Enjoy anyways💕

Now, you have been a menace since you've arrived

Only truly unstoppable by Diavolo, Lucifer and Barbatos on a good day

Today

Was not one of those days

Not at all

You see

Late in the night after being very snuggly tucked in

And then duck taped to the bed

And then your pajamas stapled to the bed

And then tied to the bed

In their defense

Not a single brother has gotten a single decent night of sleep

Not since Mammon awoke one night to see your little face peeking out from the vents

You screamed at him and launched from the darkness, stealing his sun glasses before scrumbling deep into the walls

no one has ever heard Mammon scream so loudly

Needless to say they were pretty fucking done with your scrumbling

Besides, they tied Satan to the bed and look at him! A totally chill and normal member of society :D

Anyways you were built different and managed to escape

You had to check on your little friend in the attic after all, it had been a few days

Upon going in, you glared at eachother for exactly three minutes and fourteen seconds

Before he started the whole sweet act on you

"Awh hey, you can let me out now right? You can do that? Whose a good little human?"

Offense taken

You werent a dog

though you wont lie and say you havent growled back at Cerberus before...

No you know what

Who does this man think he is?

You are a child with 6 of the deadliest pacts in the world!

...

Wait a second

Who thought that was a good idea

Genuinely

You are feral

A monster

The other students at RAD cower before you

You made the Angel's cry

YOU CHOKED BARBATOS WITH A SHOE LACE

WHO IN THE 7 CIRCLES OF HELL THOUGHT IT WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA TO MAKE A PACT WITH YOU OF ALL PEOPLE

well whatever it's not like this is gonna come back and bite you

But you werent gonna release the bitch from his kennel

Not without a price

Mammon would be so so proud of you!

It took a lot of back and forth, but he promised 12 firecrackers, a new plushie, and a trip to the candy store

Hell yea candy

Open up oh magic lock

Oh he fucking kicked you across the room

Well that's not fucking candy

Lying prick

So this fucking incel loser started ranting about something or other

To be honest you didnt care

In fact you decided he didnt get a monologue

You were pissed off

You freed him

Were you the embodiment of capitalism while doing so?

Maybe

But that doesnt mean he can just hit you

You have such a cute face

He's just mad that you're the baby of the family now

And that thought gave you a great idea!!

"I'm telling Lucifer"

Would have been your final words

Had you not been

Well

You.

Next thing you know he's chasing you down the stairs, grabbing you and choking you out

Which

Not gonna lie

Was a bitch move

So you kicked him square in the jaw and started screaming, just like papa lucifer taught

Stranger danger kids

Dont release strange men from the attic in exchange for candy

It's not worth it and they are lying

So obviously you pissed off what's his name

You're pretty sure its bitch boy

Anyways so you pissed off bitch boy and he started trying to stab you with a chair leg

Which was like

So rude

And the others were like bro stop

Except more panicked you're pretty sure but you werent a crybaby bitch like this loser so you know

You had to go for the knees

You slid around him, kicked him in the back of the knees

This wasnt your first rodeo

Apparently

Because you climbed on the demonic cow and grabbed the horns man

You were holding on for dear life before you just bit into his head

I dont think he even knew what to do at that point

You ruined his WHOLE SPEECH

THEN FOR SOME REASON YOU GOT MAD AT HIM

gee I wonder why

THEN HIS BROTHERS SHOWED UP

THIS WASNT SUPPOSED TO BE HOW IT WENT AT ALL

PRICK

Recounting this tale now, a few months later, you'd like to think that he was just being the most frfr brother out of everyone

You two had to be torn apart like a pair of summer popsicles

You were kicking and screaming

He was kicking and screaming

Mammon was kicking and screaming, somehow his leg got caught in between you two

It was a warzone

The hallway was destroyed

Multiple bedrooms? Just gone

The brothers?

So tired...

None of that fake shit

Deep down you know you would've won though

You still call him bitch boy💕

#obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me imagines #obey me scenarios #obey me barbatos #obey me diavolo #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me solomon #obey me asmodeus #obey me belphegor #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me beelzebub #obey me luke #obey me simeon #obey me feral mc

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lunarswritings · 2 years

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Inaccurate Random Tears of Themis Headcannons

I litterally don’t know what to write so if u wanna send an idea go for it, if you already sent one I didn’t get it so send it again! If u wanna use these headcannons for whatever just go for it

Warnings: small mentions of death and maybe ooc idk what I’m doing at this point, maybe angst?? Didn’t proof read as much as I should oops

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During the 8 years Luke was gone. While Luke would go to the grocery store and go to the candy isle and look at the candy and chips him and Rosa used to eat

Sometimes he would buy Rosa’s favorite candy when he’s feelin a little emotional :(

When Luke was free sometimes he would look at Rosa’s social media to check up on her and even search her up and look at the cases she’s taken

Okay little theory here but I feel like Luke knows the whereabouts of Rosa’s parents since he worked for the government and has A+ searching skills

What if they’re dead and he doesn’t want to tell Rosa omg

Okokok off topic anyway

He checks up on em (if they’re alive) and makes sure they’re ok bc yk family whooo

I don’t think it’s been canon on when Artem fell in love with Rosa but I think it would be super cute if he had a small lil crush before chapter 1

He probably didn’t know it was a crush and thought of it as admiration?

I bet he tried to start a small conversation with her and tried to give her a small compliment of her work and talk about something related to work because that’s totally relatable??

Poor Rosa did not get the message but she still admired him!!

Yk in that sr date Artem said he got a matching set of all his kitchen utensils

If he broke any of them or they worn out somehow I bet he bought the same set and has duplicates of everything just so he could replace that one tool so he has a small box for them

Artem would read the about page of every recipe because he thinks it’s important and is afraid he’ll miss something, even if it’s just a simple history of said meal he’s not taking any risks

As soon as Artem heard what Rosa’s favorite dish is, he searched up a recipe and kept making it until it was PERFECT, down to the seasoning

Bonus points if he knows your spice level

Ok so Idk what canon language Stellis has, maybe Stellis has its own language or maybe it’s Chinese or whatever dub y’all picked

But I feel like when Vyn first was learning the Stellis language he would use formal instead of causal for everything

Yk when ur taking your second language classes and there’s an informal and formal version for addressing people or yourself and other words

or maybe it depends on the language idk

As Vyn was learning the Stellis language he would almost never use informal words when he first learned it since he had his royal image and never used casual terms

I bet people thought his accent was either funny or cute but not in a bad way

Eventually he got better

But he gets really happy when a book he wants has it in the Svart language since he can read the book faster

Movies with Svart subtitles? He’s watching it

He probably takes longer to read documents in Stellis’s language but not like really long

“Wow he’s really taking up all the words and thoroughly checking!”

No he’s just trying to read the poor document

His speed improves tho dw

Vyn used to get a little bit self conscious since he stuck out a lot with his silver hair and he was a foreigner but he stopped thinking about it after a few months

Plus the fan club of Vyn maybe helped in some way?

If Vyn has a small idea of Rosa’s schedule or favorite places sometimes when he’s free he’ll visit or try to go to routes that match Rosa’s schedule

It’s like a “I’ll take a different hallway so I can see my crush for a few seconds” during school

There’s a 50% chance Giann did a “we’re going to Disneyland!” Prank where he’d wake child Marius at 4am to pack his bags and then tell him it was a lie

Marius def cried and went to his dad at like 4 am

Marius gives Disney kid vibes and he definetly loved Tangled

He loved Eugene

Omg what if Rosa and Marius did a rapunzel and Flynn rider costume for Halloween for funsies

Oh my god it’s perfect.

When Marius was in high school I bet at least once he got locked in the art room since he was glued in the art room and the teacher had to kick him out , imagine he couldn’t see him one time and he got locked in

He probably either

A: panicked and called his dad

B: texted his dad and fell asleep in there

Marius likes pineapple on his pizza idk why

Maybe he likes the idea of annoying people who hate it I suppose

Marius found out Rosa’s favorite lipstick/gloss shade and got the makeup department of PAX to make it so Rosa could get a PAX lipstick and for free

“It’s like you’re carrying a piece of me with you!”

Speaking of PAX

I wonder if Marius gives Rosa discounts

If she asked he’d do it anyway

Marius sometimes searches up Rosa online to see anything the news says about her

Maybe when they’re dating he double checks to see if there’s any article catching on their relationship

OH MY GOD

You know those edits people make of celebrities

What if people made edits of Rosa and Marius when their relationship was public

That’s so funny to think about

Marius would def look through that and look at the comments

Would def have beef with whatever news company said something bad about her

Rosa used to have a romance novel phase

Maybe in like middle school or high school since as a lawyer she doesn’t have time or think about romance

Until like a while after tho

Def would fangirl about them to Luke and get him to read said novel (which he did obviously)

She recites every piece of evidence before a trial and has planned out every possible response to anything the prosecution say the night before

sometimes teaches Vyn slang in Stellis language bc she finds it funny as Vyn contemplates the meaning of them

#tears of themis #tears of themis headcannon #tot #Marius von hagen #Artem wing #Rosa #Vyn richter #luke pearce

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cutebutalsostabby · 4 months

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South Africa vs Israel Hearings this week

I mostly just post fandom stuff here, but for the avoidance of doubt: Free Palestine.

Later this week, the International Court of Justice will hear South Africa's claim that Israel is committing genocide against Palestine and will consider whether to grant the requested interim order. The details of this claim are publicly available here and definitely worth a read. Since it's a fairly long document however, I'll also put my attempt at a (non-lawyer, best efforts only) summary below:

Israel and South Africa are both signatories to the Genocide Convention, meaning that they must not themselves commit, incite or support genocide and that they must also enforce the prohibition on other member states. This case has been put to the ICJ, which is not a criminal court but instead responsible for resolving disputes between nations. This does not prohibit (and may even support) similar claims being submitted to the International Criminal Court (ICC) at later dates.

To meet the legal definition of "genocide", the acts must be committed with a clear genocidal intent. The accusation is therefore that Israel has a) engaged in a variety of acts that have both directly killed, injured and displaced people and which have created conditions unsuitable for life in Gaza, and b) done so with the intent of destroying, in whole or part, a nation, race or ethnic/religious group.

As of the time I write this, Al Jazeera's live tracker states that at least 23,167 Palestinians have been killed in Gaza and the West Bank since 7th October, along with 62,216 injured and more than 7,000 missing. More than half of Gaza's homes have been destroyed or damaged, and 23 of 36 hospitals are not functioning. 370 educational facilities, 104 ambulances and 203 places of worship have been damaged or destroyed. South Africa's submission further details attacks on agriculture, bakeries and etc. as further evidence of Israel rendering Gaza uninhabitable.

South Africa's submission quotes several major government and IDF representatives as evidence for the "intent" component. It also states that various efforts have been made outside of court, including contacting Israel in advance of the submission, to try to stop the claimed genocide, and that Israel has failed to adequately respond to those concerns.

Actually finding a party guilty of breaching the code may take years and a high burden of proof, however the application seeks an urgent interim order to halt the claimed genocidal acts, which can be granted on the balance of probability (i.e. whether the case has merit at face value) rather than an absolute finding of fact.

An order of this nature can however be ignored - noting for example that a similar order was previously made against Russia in regards to its invasion of Ukraine - however it could have material impacts on both the internal perception of its acts and the external support from Western nations, including the USA. It may prompt some nations to implement sanctions.

Israel have publicly stated that they will fight the claim.

The hearings are scheduled for Thursday 11th January and Friday 12 January, from 10am to 12pm local time, which looks to be 8pm AEST, 1am PST, 3am CT and 4am ET (European timezones are NOT kind to the USA, sorry). It looks like you can watch them online. And of course, you can check the news or ICJ website afterwards.

As above, even if an order is made this does not automatically result in a ceasefire - however Israel remains reliant on the support of Western nations and especially the USA, and that support may be impacted by the results. It may also help to shift media framing and public opinion. If nothing else, it'll be something new to point your local member of Parliament towards.

I'll be watching with interest. I hope you'll do the same.

#free palestine #gaza #international court of justice #icj #international politics #politics

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luvx01 · 2 years

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honestly its been like months since ive first read baby fever honestly baby fever is what made me be a sunghoon bias😭 when i first read your au (? dude its so hard to type baby fever again and again) i didnt had much knowledge ab enhypen much and one of the reasons why i started stanning them was also bcs of ur au’s🥹🥹

no bcs ive been readinf since chap3 was out and goodbye i have like a huge ass collection of their merch now this is deadass proof of how long its been😭 so proud of your growh🫶🏻 if im not mistaken i think baby fever started around march 3/16 and its alright 8/1 likeee omg!! -🧊 sorry for the rambles its like 4am rn and i have my first day of sch in 5hrs

WAIT THIS??? PLS IM MIGHT CRY. i can’t believe i made sunghoon your bias, i feel like i’ve done my duty as a sunghoon bias myself. and you writing the exact date i started and last updated really shows me how much my account has grown😭😭i deadass have a 1000 followers LIKE HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

#📨 — baby fever #luv: 🧊

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bonespyre · 2 years

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when you need someone to proof read your paper but its almost 4am

#no ones awaaaaake #shut up eli

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buriedinbaltimore · 3 years

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I’ve seen some more discussion on Kevin being morally gray lately, specifically in these posts from palmett-hoes here and i-did here

Kevin was not only a victim, but also a participant in the fucked up hierarchy and abusive culture of the Nest. He benefited from his position as Riko’s second and one of the “sons of exy”. He didn’t have the power to stop or change anything, but that doesn’t make him less accountable for his part in it.

I think this concept is something that the books illustrate beautifully with the post-Drake confrontation between Andrew and Neil.

Neil was just trying to help Nicky out by getting Andrew to agree to dinner. He had no way of knowing or even suspecting what would happen. But Andrew still points out that his actions led to the attack.

And Neil turns around and points out that Andrew didn’t stop Drake from preying on other kids. Andrew was in juvie, he tried to get Luther to stop Cass from taking in more kids, he did what all he thought he could at the time. And yet, he still has some responsibility.

When someone asked Nora about that exchange she points out;

Andrew understands the difference between assigning blame & blaming someone. He can tell Neil You had a hand in this without meaning You did this to me. He isn’t holding Neil personally accountable for what happened to him, but that doesn’t mean Neil didn’t play some part in the tragedy.

So back to Kevin, I think it is important to consider how his time in the nest and everything it entailed affected him and at the same time not dismiss or forget where he might have had a hand in things. Because I don’t think Kevin will ever be able to forget, and it’s as much a part of his character as all his other trauma.

We get tiny glimpses in canon of Kevin dealing with it. After Renee rescues Jean, Neil convinces Kevin to talk to him by reminding him;

"You already walked away from him once knowing what Riko would do to him in your absence. Don't do it again. If you don't protect him now, his death is on you."

Later in that scene Neil tells Kevin that he is more afraid of losing everything than the consequences that may come from holding on.

"I don't understand." "You do, or you wouldn't have trusted Andrew and Coach in the first place. Problem is you put yourself in their hands and refused to commit any further than that. You think Riko will hurt you for your defiance, so you're afraid to step too far out of line. But this middle ground won't save you forever.”

Kevin survived in the Nest by managing to stay in that middle ground, he protected people when he could*, but he never defied Riko. He was there for everything Riko did to Jean, he stood by Riko’s side through all of it. It wasn’t his choice, and he couldn’t have stopped it without risking his own safety, but he was there. Now that he is no longer in the Nest he needs to come to terms with his past or else he’ll never be able to move forward.

*so I inferred this from one line in canon that always intrigues me but I’ve never seen discussed. My thoughts on it kinda tie into the discussion of Kevin being morally gray, and since we’re already here…

After Kathy’s show, Riko is telling Kevin he should get rid of Neil and Kevin says he as potential (this is before Riko knows who Neil really is). Riko responds with;

"You said that goalkeeper had potential and then wrote him off as useless when I offered him to you. You'll get bored of this one just as quickly. Believe me."

Which I take to mean that after Andrew refused to join the Ravens, Riko offered to do something to force Andrew to sign, and Kevin called him off. There are so many ways that could be interpreted, but I tend to believe his reasons were because

A) Kevin really believed it wouldn’t be worth it to them. Andrew’s strength of character, stubbornness, and lack of care for his own well being would have made it nearly impossible to break him into playing the way they’d want him to. (Kevin would have figured that out from the research they did on him & their meeting)

and

B) Kevin was trying to protect Andrew from whatever Riko planned. He already had to witness all the cruelty and abuse that Riko put Jean and the other Ravens through, but Kevin had no control over that. Jean was property and the Ravens had all signed up for the team and could theoretically quit at any time. He was the one who wanted to recruit Andrew, Andrew didn’t want to join, so if Riko forced him on to the team it would be all because of Kevin, and any abuse Andrew would face would be Kevin’s fault.

Now it would be easy to focus on B, Kevin’s guilt and compassion, because A is a cold-hearted calculation about Andrew’s value. In a cost-benefit analysis of the effort it would take to get Andrew’s playing up to scratch and how much it would actually improve the team, it’s not worth it for the Ravens to put so much into one player. Kevin writes him off as a waste, unusable to him. Seems pretty cruel for a man who later promised to give Andrew’s something to build his life around.

But, if Kevin didn’t have that understanding of both Andrew’s strength and potential, he never would have trusted him to protect him. He wouldn’t have believed that Andrew could stand up to Riko, and possibly more importantly, he wouldn’t have had something to work towards after Riko broke his hand. Because while it may not have been worth it to whip Andrew into shape for the Ravens, the difference Andrew’s talent made to the Foxes was huge. Kevin latches on to Andrew’s potential as his own way back to exy. The other Foxes weren’t worth his time, but Andrew was.

If all that is true, why even believe that Kevin cared about Andrew at all? He was just using him for his own gain, right? Well, first, when Kevin called Riko off he had no reason to believe that he would ever need Andrew’s help. He went to PSU for Wymack, not Andrew, and their deal and everything that came after pretty much came down to right-place right-time kismet.

At the time Riko made the offer, it probably was less about Andrew as a person and more about Kevin not wanting to feel responsible for putting anyone else in Riko’s sights. We saw with Kevin’s reactions to Neil how he could be caring and compassionate and even to a degree self-sacrificing. When he finds out the truth about who Neil is, he tells him to run away and save himself, even though that would cost the Foxes the season, in which case he would be extremely vulnerable to going back to Edgar Allen. When Neil comes back from winter break he offers to talk about his experience with him. And even in the scene this is all about, after Kathy’s show, Riko goes to grab Neil and Kevin stops him, getting elbowed in the face before Andrew shows up.

Without considering both A and B, you don’t get a full picture of Kevin’s character.

#i feel like im missing something #its 4am i really shouldnt post this without sleeping then proof reading it but oh welll #i have lots more thoughts about Kevin and Andrew and their friendship and deal #but some other time #jes.post #aftg #kevin day #do i want this in the tag? probably not...#jes go to bed

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tvxqdbsk · 3 years

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Ur the only stray kids stan i follow, whats happening with hyunjin and whats ur opinion?

Um so this turned out way longer than intended so the long answer is under the cut. The tldr is the Hyunjin bullying rumors were proven false, he still apologized and got put on hiatus but the members are happy right now so I think he’s fine and he’ll probably be back to film Kingdom.

In all honestly I haven’t been paying close attention to the situation but basically he was accused of bullying on that day that like 8 other idols were also accused which already make it kind of questionable. A bunch of teachers and classmates came to his defense and said the rumors were all false. He still reached out to the supposed victim and apologized privately to them. He publicly apologized which was to be expected and then JYPE put him on hiatus which... I’m not happy with that and I think most stays aren’t happy with that either. I think it’s the company saving their own ass by pushing everything onto Hyunjin when he had already been proven in innocent. And I think JYPE thought they would look better for putting him on a break but it made the whole situation worse because western news outlets picked up the story and of course they spun it to sound as bad as possible (which is when I stopped paying attention bc that was too much for me). So while this is all happening the rest of the members are on social media lockdown and can’t say anything so of course stays weren’t happy about that either bc we had no idea what was going on with any of them for almost two weeks. They’re all back now minus Hyunjin and acting like everything’s fine so my guess is that they’ll wait for everything to blow over and for people to move on, and then when it’s time to film Kingdom they’ll bring him back. Just judging by the behavior of the members right now (compared to how they acted when w***** was kicked out) I think it’s safe to say the boys aren’t mad at him and he isn’t going anywhere. My opinion is that JYPE is handling it horribly and they made it look a lot worse than if they had just carried on as normal. I also think it’s entirely possible that Hyunjin could have came off as an asshole to some people when he was younger but I don’t think he was a bully. Finally I want to say that we’ve already seen the members very openly shun a member for being a nasty person before and the fact that they haven’t done that with Hyunjin tells me that they believe he’s innocent so that’s what I’ll stick with as well. I’m totally aware that no idol is some perfect meow meow and if more comes out to support the rumors then I’ll reevaluate when that happens.

#i didnt proof read this hopefully it makes sense #its 4am i gotta go to sleep #ask

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thefallons · 4 years

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secrets | the fallon-vogels + charlie (butterfly effect au)

Above all the things Jensen felt as he sat in the living room of his childhood home, confusion permeated them all. In another nearby room, three men spoke away from him in secrecy, one his father by blood, another by law and a third by bond. It was unnerving to Jensen, to be kept in the dark for so long about something that should have yielded a simple answer from Charlie.

The man was technically his uncle, though estranged from the family now, but he would have had plenty of reasons to interact with Jensen when he was younger, before he left the Vogel clan for good...right? He didn’t think the explanation warranted a trip to his fathers’ house, let alone one that made each man within it so apprehensive.

Jensen had been lost, staring off into a moving photograph on the wall from his Durmstrang graduation. Both of his dads proudly had their arms around his shoulders and Jensen himself looked happy in the picture, but he had been in a mood that day, he remembered as much, rather clearly. But his attention was taken by the sounds of Charlie, Scotia and Sven returning to the room.

His eyes moved back and forth between the adults, all looking more serious now than they had when they’d left him. It was strange how daunting it all felt. Jensen himself was 22 years old by this point but somehow, looking around the room made him feel as though he was still a child, humbly in front of them as nothing more. Ultimately his unsurety found him looking up at Scotia, who had come to stand by his side. There was a fight or flight level of trust with which Jensen regraded his biological father, so he chose Scotia to ask, “What’s going on?”

Only after he spoke, he glanced briefly at Sven and realized that his dads were oddly flanking him. He couldn’t understand their somewhat defensive stature, and so he finally turned his gaze to Charlie, who was now across from him. Jensen was disappointed to be incapable of drawing any answers from the men’s faces but it was Scotia who finally put an end to the silence.

“Jensen, you wanted to know why Charlie has pictures of you from when you were young and he’s brought you here because we’re all involved in the answer, alright?” the man began, his voice having dropped into a patient and somewhat protective tone while singularly addressing his son. “Your father and I never told you completely how we met or how we found our way to each other because it was something that caused some discourse in the family. But you need to know if you want to understand those photos.”

Scotia paused to allow Jensen a moment to process what he’d said so far, but the younger man only seemed more flustered as the lack of questions answered already. “So what happened?” Jensen questioned around the room, glancing from one man to the other again until his eyes found and settled on Sven, the most straight forward and no-bullshit of his parents.

“What are you guys being so cryptic about? Whatever it is, I can handle it, dad,” Jensen insisted to Sven, his voice always tugging in a very particular inflection whenever he addressed the older man as his father. Echoes of the voice of a loving and excitable child always shone through uniquely in the way Jensen said the word “dad,” and recently, with their relationship on the mend, such touches in his vernacular seemed more pronounced.

@imbloodbuzz

#the way i CANNOT believe this was your idea i've created a god damn monster lmao #what is proof reading its 4am love me for who i am #c: Jensen (Butterfly Effect AU)#c: Scotia (Butterfly Effect AU)#o: Sven (Butterfly Effect AU)#o: Charlie (Butterfly Effect AU)#para: charlie sven (butterfecly effect au)#this is mostly long bc set up dont look at me I TRIED TO KEEP IN CONCISE BUT GOSH THERE'S SO MUCH TO BE SO MUCH TO DESCRIBE FOREVER BYE #butterfly effect au #BE AU

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mlm-mod-taka · 3 years

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Hi! It's me again, I really enjoy your hcs and I was wondering if I could request again some hcs for Byakuya, Ghundam, Chihiro and, (If you want), any character you choose x GN reader who has a hard time falling asleep and hardly sleep because of that, thanks and sorry if my English is bad, I hope you have a nice day <3

INSOMNIAC READER • byakuya, chihiro, gundham x gn reader

of course, anon! i didnt proof read, so im sorry if there are any typos in this. im somewhat in a hurry to finish this since im not used to answering anything below 3 requests a day, so i hope its decent! also, please get enough sleep, it'll really help you! i hope you enjoy these.

tws/cws: he/him pronouns for chihiro.

|| -> mod taka <3

he finds out that you do this when he got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and he sees you in the kitchen, eating chips and watching a video on your gadget.

is very surprised and almost had a heart attack, thinking that someone broke into his house when he doesnt see you next to him and when he hears the strange sound of plastic rustling in the kitchen.

will ask why youre not in bed in a very exhausted tone. its not directed at you, the man just needs some peace and quiet. he has a pretty stressful life, after all.

when you tell him that you have trouble sleeping, and that you just dont sleep at all for some days in a row, he looks at you like you just grew 3 extra eyes. you... dont sleep for days on end? is that even possible?

he just, drags you to bed silently and tells you to just wait until you fall asleep. 2 hours later, he wakes up again. this time, to you playing a game on your phone with your earphones on.

you'll explain again how really nothing has helped you so far, and that waiting around while waiting for them to be sleepy is useless.

okay, this is serious. he finally got enough sleep, so he commands one of his servants to get a bottle of the strongest melatonin they could buy. he'll also issue a doctor appointment to make sure its not some kind of side effect for an illness.

once they can confirm that youre okay, but you just need ALOT of sleep, he'll nod, making a promise to himself that he'll fix your hurrendous sleeping patterns. not only for your sake, but for his too. he really doesnt want to wake up constantly because you made an unexpected noise when youre awake.

the first step to his plan is by making you eat/drink things that are known to help people sleep. even if you dont like the taste, he will probably still feed it to you since he knows its the better good. both you and him need beauty sleep.

after he makes you eat one of those things atleast once everyday, he'll also make you take a melatonin pill atleast 30 minutes before you go to bed.

when you start to have a better sleeping pattern, thats when he'll start letting you refuse your daily sleeping food. all he asks is that you take the melatonin.

as the weeks go by, he'll gradually start to leave you alone, and you notice that your sleeping is back to normal! you can now actually fall asleep without being up for atleast a few days.

byakuya is very happy about this result. he probably improves your health a slight bit as well. hes just glad that he could be of assistance to someone he loves.

honestly? he probably feels the same as you do. since he's a programmer, chihiro probably has a terrible sleeping schedule too, and he doesnt do much to change it.

you'll be the couple that'll be up until 4am. there was one time where mondo messaged the class groupchat because he couldnt sleep, and you and chihiro messaged right away.

the rest will probably have to take care of you two, most of the class is very concerned whenever you both answer in exact unison because youre always up together.

mondo and taka probably have to force you two to go to bed. they themselves don have the best sleep schedule, but yours is definitely worse.

you and chihiro most likely stay up doing the classic stuff. playing multiplayer in your favorite games, watching vine compilations, cooking cupcakes in the dorm kitchen that will probably make someone sick since you both cant cook, the usual.

you always wake up someone during your antics, and its most likely makoto and taka since theyre very light sleepers. makoto probably just gives you two a look before going back to sleep, and taka gives you a gigantic lecture.

eventually, he does start realizing that its probably unhealthy to stay up until 7am every single night until youre so exhausted that you collapse on the dorm bed and sleep for a good 19 hours. thats not good at all, so he starts encouraging both of you to go to sleep later.

asks for mondo and takas help, so what do they do to help out? they take all of your gadgets and only plan to give them back when they see you in school the next day, after having a good nights rest.

you guys probably have to do a massive amount of things during the day so that you can just knock out afterwards, and finally get your gadgets back. chihiro is the ultimate programmer, he needs his computer back.

after doing that every day for a good few weeks, you both finally start to fall asleep on your own measures. taka and mondo are so proud, that they finally give you back your gadgets for good.

now, you both sleep at the exact same time! it all comes full circle. he really likes staying up, but also going to bed with you. he just wants to do everything with you, and hes glad that you can also fall asleep together.

now, this man wouldnt try to correct your sleeping pattern, but hed actually try to do the same as you instead. he definitely wants to spend as much time as he can with you, but he just.

he cant. he cant stay up for as long as you do, and its very obvious that hes trying so hard not to fall asleep when youre trying to make conversation with him and 3 am.

he yawns whenever he opens his mouth to speak, whenever you speak he starts to doze off and you have to shake him awake when he does, plus he also scratches his eye every 5 seconds to keep him awake.

"me? tired? non sense!" he yawns. "the supreme overlord of ice can never go to slumber that easily!" a hand reaches to scratch his eye. "what makes you think of tomfoolery such as that?" the dark devas are sleeping in his scarf while he talks.

eventually gets to the point where he cant do it anymore. you look over to him, since he hasnt responded to the topic in awhile, and you see him knocked out, snoring very loudly.

its cute to think that he cares so much about spending time with you, but it is effecting him a little. he often sleeps during lunch, and whenever hes finished with his work.

sonia finally asks whats wrong with him when he falls asleep in the middle of eating his food, and nothing can wake him up. shes tried to shake him awake already, yelling in his ear, etc. etc... nothings working.

when you do finally wake him up, you decided that you have to fix your sleeping pattern. he will really stay up for as long as he can to spend time with you, you've already tried to convince him to sleep, and the man is stubborn.

so, you put matters into your own hands. you put alot of effort into helping yourself get into a regular sleeping pattern. you practically ask everyone else to help you out because you dont want gundham to sacrifice his own well being just for your sake.

gundham is secretly really greatful. he didnt know how much longer he can stand staying up so late everyday, so its a relief when he gets to sleep at his usual time again.

in a way, being in a relationship with him actually was the reason that you finally fixed how you sleep, and you will forever be thankful for that, since your habit would probably catch up to you later on in life.

#📍 dismissal ∆#byakuya togami #byakuya #byakuya togami x reader #byakuya x reader #chihiro fujisaki #chihiro #chihiro fujisaki x reader #chihiro x reader #gundham tanaka #gundham #gundham tanaka x reader #gundham x reader #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa headcanons

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aiiwa · 3 years

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SUMMERS WITH YOU — OIKAWA TOORU.

— oikawa tooru.

genre: fluff, fluff, fluff

warnings: cursing, suggestive themes, a tiny, tiny bit nsfw - i can’t help it. not really proof read since its 4am.

word count: 1.7k

— a/n: it was about time i wrote a fic for him hehe. what if i said this was originally a hawks fic i wrote but never posted lol.

— navi. | m.list

oikawa loved summer.

summer mornings where the sun would bathe you in its radiance; capturing the soft glow of your bare back, and the cheeky glint in your eyes as you rolled on your side to face him. you’d giggle at the way your hair stuck out at odd angles, leaning into his touch as he brushed the strands away from your face. and with a pretty smile on your pink lips, you’d whisper the sweetest, “good morning, babe,” leaving oikawa with no choice but to pull you on top of him. he’d claim just five minutes of cuddling, ignoring the roll of your eyes as you snuggled into his warm chest. it was always an hour later that the two of you would leave the comfort of your shared bed.

then there were summer days spent at the beach, with you laid out on your stomach between his toned legs. oikawa could taste the sea salt, and a hit of your cherry lip gloss, on his tongue; a smirk tugging at his mouth as he remembered the kiss he’d stolen from you in the parking lot. electrifying tingles spreading across the palms of his big hands, as he continued to rub the cool lotion on your smooth skin - hands moving lower and lower-

“ah, tooru.” you hiss as his wandering fingers massaged dangerously close to your clothed heat, brushing the underside of your lush thighs. you turned back to playfully glare at him. “watch it, there’s people here.”

“oh c’mon, mi amor. that’s never stopped us before, has it?” when he teasingly dips under your rose tinted bikini bottoms, pads of his long fingers trailing a scorching path against you - it was fair to say he earned the swift dig to his side with the heel of your foot. “ow, baby, shit that hurt.”

holding his side as if he were a wounded soldier, he stared at you with pouty lips and wide eyes, insisting you kiss it better. and when you had sat up to, begrudgingly, press a kiss to his poor boo boo; you’d find yourself in his lap, with his lips moulded to yours. it was easy to say days at the beach usually ended much easier than you wanted them to.

but the warm summer nights spent with you, were his favourite.

intimate dinners prepared together, were eaten on the balcony of your shared apartment - a real gem located right by the water, and a short walk away from the markets you frequented. oikawa would refuse to eat unless you had taken a seat on your throne, rather his lap; which was right where you belonged. and he always got his way. so together you would eat, with you talking animatedly about your day, and him relishing in the feel of your body against his.

after washing and drying the dishes, oikawa had offered a walk along the beach - a makeshift apology for cutting your beach time in the daylight short. though he didn’t seem the least bit sorry, you still agreed.

so walking hand in hand, you tugged him to a stop before the gentle tides.

the golden sun had long set, in its place a full moon high up in the darkened sky; wispy clouds were sparse, allowing the bright constellations of the glittering stars to be seen. but with the way you stared up into the heavens - the shadowed angle of your jaw, the soft curve of your cheek, as your sweet lips parted slightly in awe - oikawa could feel his mouth run dry. the stars, the moon, the galaxy; had absolutely nothing on you.

he hadn’t even noticed you were speaking to him, his heart beating heavily in his ears until you turned around and...and…

“holy fuck, mi amor...you’re an angel.”

your eyes widened at his admission, a giggle escaping your mouth before you shyly lowered your gaze, long lashes brushing your heated cheeks. the chalk-white moon beamed from behind your silhouette, the luminescence haloing around your body, an ethereal glow that had oikawa believing he had truly been blessed with an angel. he held his breath when you looked back up at him; pink tongue swiping across your bottom lip, oikawa mimicking the same motion wantingly.

“how about a swim?” you propose, brushing your hand across the back of your lithe neck, down to your chest.

“oh? do you want me to grab our suits?” he asks distractedly.

his eyes focus on your hand trailing down the side of your body, dusting the trim of your white baby doll dress that barely brushed the top of your thighs. his hands began to twitch at the obvious teasing, so eager to touch you.

“no need.” and with a smirk, you swiftly pull the dress over your head, revealing yourself fully to him.

oikawa gapes, as he commits every luscious curve and sexy dip of your exposed flesh. every time you stood before him, in all your unrivaled beauty, it was always like he was seeing you for the first time. as if he was still that same senior in high school who almost combusted at the sight of your naked flesh; rather than the professional volleyball player who had learned and loved your body every day and night. he couldn’t help but thank whichever god was watching over him; blessing his eyes, and his eyes only, with you.

suddenly remembering where the two of you were, and with the thought of other undeserving eyes being able to see what was his; he forced his gaze away from you. keen eyes scanned the perimeter of the beach, only relaxing a bit when he was certain the two of you were the only ones out.

“tooru.” you called out for him, the sound of your soft voice sent a shiver down his spine. you commandeered his attention and he was all-willing.

refocusing on you, he held in the groan that almost escaped his lips. you had waded into the water, shaped legs languidly gliding through the waves, and the sightly view of your full ass was obstructed once you halted your movement, hip-deep in the water. it was unfair how easily you made his body react to you; ragged breaths, heat spreading across his body, and the uncomfortable tightening in the crotch of his shorts, were telling.

“are you gonna strip and join me?” the question was almost innocent, but from the lilt in your tone, oikawa knew it was anything but. especially when you smirked and teased him over your shoulder. “come and get me, oh great king.”

oikawa was sure he’d achieved a new record with how fast he had torn off his clothes to chase after you. with a shriek you had attempted to run off, though the sound of your laughter was cut off once he easily trapped you with his arms around your waist. leaning down, he nuzzles his face into the smooth spaces between your shoulder and jaw, inhaling deeply, an crooning at the smell of your scent invading his senses.

he began peppering a path of wet, open-mouthed kisses, tasting the sweet and saltiness of your skin; your small hands grasped at his arms around your waist, arching back into him. he halted by your ear with hot, bated breaths.

“i caught you, mi amor.” he hummed throatily.

wriggling in his grasp and turning around to face him, oikawa felt his breath leave him once again. the sound of his racing heart beating echoed in his ears as he took in the vision of you before him.

you were flush against him, the soft cushioning of your chest against his own; had his straining member pressed into your belly twitch, eager for your attention. oikawa was ready to beg for your touch, to put him out of his misery, but his clouded thoughts were pushed aside.

your fingers trailed from his wrists, upwards, tracing the veins of his forearms and giving his biceps a self-indulgent squeeze. reaching his broad shoulders, you almost had to tip toe to slide the flat of your palms around his neck; one reaching further to tangle into the tufts of coffee-toned hair at his nape. tugging at the strands, oikawa releases a whine as you pulled yourself closer to him. craning your neck to look up at him, he glances down and gulps audibly at the emotion painted on your pretty features.

“i hope you know you’ve caught me for life.” you whisper to him, tightening your grip almost painfully. “i’m so deeply in love with you, if you ever left me...i-”

overwhelmed with the purity of your love and raw affection, oikawa let’s his instincts take over. bending his knees, he slides his large hands down your body, lifting you up into him by the silky underside of you ass. like second nature, your ankles lock together behind his back, and the gasp that tries to escape your mouth is swallowed as he presses his lips to yours.

at first the kiss is slow and familiar. swiping his tongue across the soft pout of your bottom lip, he welcomes the tastes of the cherry-flavoured lustre. the heat shared between your flushed besides increasingly becomes scorching hot, the shape of you searing into his skin. oikawa wonders if you can feel his heart trying to escape the confines of his heaving chest; when you melt in his hold, delicate hand tracing along the scruff of his jaw as you deepen the kiss. his fingers dig bruises deep in your thighs, grinding you against the taut muscles of his abs.

yet it was when you gently suckled on his tongue, that oikawa submitted himself to you. the guttural sound that escaped the back of his throat was slightly muffled, and only encouraged you further. feeling himself almost being fully consumed by you, oikawa pulls away. breathless - the lewd string of silver connecting your mouths, and the dazed look in your eyes did nothing to calm him.

oikawa may have loved summer, but he loved you even more. so he leans forward again, pressing his damp forehead against your own, your laboured breaths caressing his mouth as he swore to you;

“we’re forever, mi amor. i’m never letting you go, in this time or the next. i love you.”

#haikyuu imagines #haikyuu fluff #oikawa x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #haikyuu character x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #oikawa #oikawa tooru #oikawa fluff #oikawa tooru fluff

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iwaisuke · 3 years

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i like you so much, you'll know it

ft. kageyama tobio, semi eita, iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader

genre: fluff (prompts are based off lines of the song)

masterlist

a/n: from the c-drama a love so beautiful :) i wrote this at like 4am so sorry if its crap haha. not proof read either. also, sorry in advance if they're too ooc lol im a mess rn.

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i like your eyes, you look away when you pretend not to care i like the dimples on the corners of the smile that you wear. i like you more the world may know but dont be scared cause im falling deeper baby be prepared.

» today was your first day at karasuno highschool. honestly, you were so scared. that was up until you found out kageyama was going too.

» the two of you had been childhood friends due to each others grandparents knowing the others. you had been with him through his ups and downs. his victories and defeats. almost everything kageyama did, you were there with him.

» actually, you didnt know kageyama was going to karasuno until you walked outside your door to find the raven haired boy in the same school uniform as you

» "tobi? you never told me you were going to karasuno?" giving him a side eyed grin. "i thought you were planning on going to aoba johsai like oikawa senpai and iwaizumi senpai"

» you viewed kageyama as someone who expected others to reach his level in order to be a good match for him. he had a strong head on his shoulders. naturally gifted in volleyball, like everything was given to him on a gold platter. of course, he wasnt perfect and thats where you come in and keep him level headed. helping him understand his faults and weaknesses as well. doing your best to encourage the setter

» he let out a sigh. a slight frown forming on his face. "i didnt get in.." he quietly said. "karasuno has a good volleyball team though and i can feel myself growing here" he stated bodly

» and boy was he right. something about kageyama did changd that day. he usually was so bitter and angry. a very pessimistic look on life if he and others weren't at the top. maybe it was the orange haired boy, hinata, that the setter and you became friends with. and maybe it was his great senpai's who were patient with him and gave him the opportunity to grow

» kageyama started smiling more often. his small unnoticeable dimples showing. he became kinder. softer. and more carefree. he was a growing boy both mentally and physically.

» what you didnt realize was that not only was kageyama changing, you as well, had something changing and growing in your heart.

» but kageyama noticed. oh boy did he really notice, the way you seemed to become happier and livelier by the day. how the stars sparkled in your eyes when you talked about something you enjoyed. the kind of perfume you would wear and how you would tie your hair differently each day. the weird trinkets you just seemed to love that decorated your bag. but most importantly, how much bigger your heart has become, loving everyone and their faults. always encouraging and motivating him and his team.

» was she always like this? he would constantly think to himself. all of a sudden being hyperaware about you... but he would NEVER let you know that, let alone his senpai's. it was just too embarrassing. just thinking about the never ending teasing he'd get from tanaka and noya senpai made him shiver.

» all of these things he felt about you hit kageyama like a truck the day everyone started to wear their winter uniforms.

» picking you up to walk to school together was a normal thing since the two of you lived close, but how was kageyama suppose to do this now when you're standing in front of him. thigh high socks to keep your legs warm, an oversized jacket that you had borrowed from him a while back you forgot to return. white mittens to cover your cold hands and the slight blush on your face from the wind chill.

» "does it look weird?" you shyly asked. kageyama was silent. "ah.. give me a second. I'll go back in and change real qui-"

» kageyama tugged on your hand. "its fine. lets just go to school or we'll be late." refusing to look you in the eyes. heat rising to your cheeks as tobio dragged you along with him.

» your feelings for the setter had blossomed over the past few months. falling deeper and deeper into him, and at this point you felt like you couldnt hide it anymore. you just had to tell him. tell him all the wonderful things he's done. the way he's grown and how much he means to you.

» "tobi..." your soft voice spilling out. eyes closed, the fog of your breath coming out as you exhaled. "i lik-"

» you felt something wrap around your neck. "wait y/n..." kageyama spoke, interrupting what you were about to say. not gonna lie, you felt like your heart was about to be shattered like ice eventhough kageyama continued to wrap his scarf around your neck.

» "dont say it..." he quietly said as he began to walk forward without you.

» ah... is this what rejection feels like? i didnt even get to say it properly... your hands felt colder now that kageyama wasnt holding them anymore.

» he took a quick glance back at you. blush on his cheeks. "be prepared because i want to be the one to tell you first."

i like the way you try so hard when you play ball with your friends. i like the way you hit the notes in every song you're shinnin' i love the little things like when you're unaware, i catch you steal a glance and smile so perfectly

» semi eita, your 3 year heart throb from the moment he first spoke to you.

» at first, you had suppressed these feelings, telling yourself he would never look at you the same way. but something about the blonde tsundere struck a chord in your heart that you just couldn't forget.

» the two of you ended up becoming friends. closer than you had actually imagined within these past 3 years. doing everyday life with you. waking up and saving you a spot at breakfast. helping you with your studies in exchange for being his workout buddy and motivator.

» semi kept his tabs on you. your likes and dislikes. the things that made you smile and the things that made you groan in disgust, but he would never let you know that.

» to semi, you were his breath of fresh air. the song he has on repeat everyday. the kind of person who would keep him on his toes. in a good way of course

» "oi what are you daydreaming of this time?" semi asked as you zoned out while drinking your carton of strawberry milk. "hm? oh nothin. just thinkin about whats in store for us today!" reaching your arms above your head letting out a stretch. "i just know for a fact. today is gonna be a good day." semi chuckled at your optimistic claim. "how do you know for sure?" "i dont know how. i just do" you replied with a smile on your face.

» today, shiratorizawa had a practice match with aoba johsai and today, eita was picked to be in the starting line up. the pure joy that radiated from his body. maybe today was a really good day just like how you had said.

» semi took a quick glance up into the stands, you gave him a thumbs up and wished him good luck. his smile was brighter than you had ever seen it and his eyes shined like stars. he always told you that whatever chance he got on the court, he would be sure to not let his team down no matter what. he was in his zone. playing his best and sure enough, they had won all 3 matches.

» after practice, semi and you would hang out at his dorm afterwards. he liked to show you all the new songs he was working on. whether it was a cover or a song or a song he was writing on his own.

» the two of you leaned against the wall as you sat on semi's bed. his sheet music all sprawled out before him on his bed sheets. guitar in his arms and you beside him.

» "what are you working on semi?" "a song" "well obviously dum dum" you laughed, reaching out for a paper in front.

» "so who's the special lady?" you teased him as you read the lyrics. deep down inside you could only wish these words were meant for you. a blush formed on eita's face. "just... shut up about it... its not ready yet"

» it was getting late and falling asleep at semi's place was a normal occurrence at this point. your eyes became heavy and your head started bobbing.

» "sleepy?" eita asked as he noticed your eyes drooping. "mhm. sing for me semi? please?" his voice was so soft like a mothers touch yet somehow had the power to pierce through your soul sometimes. although, it never failed to help you fall asleep when you needed it.

» hesitantly, semi started humming. softly speaking some lyrics here and there. you didnt know where the tune was from so you listened the best you could.

» "... till the last of snow dissapears ... till a rainy day, becomes clear. never knew a love like this, now i can't let go..."

» your eyes had closed. slumber taking over you as you fell onto semi's shoulder.

» "im in love with you... and now you know..."

» yeah. today was a good day. just like you said it was going to be.

in a world devoid of life, you bring color. in your eyes i see the light, my future. always and forever i know i cant let you go. im in love with you and now you know

» to iwaizumi, unlike volleyball, oikawa, maki, mattsun, school, anything life threw at him; you were the thing in his life that was constant yet at the same time a whirlwind of new beginnings. not in a bad way though.

» ever since you were kids, you showed iwaizumi the beauty in things he would have never guessed had. he was bold and tended to look over things without giving them much thought. his eyes straight ahead to the trials before him. you on the other hand, stopped him and slowed him down from rushing into them blindly.

» "every moment is precious. you should learn to cherish it because you never know when it's gonna be your last" you always said

» your views of the world were beautiful compared to how cruel it actually was. naivety maybe? or maybe it was just because you were blessed with a kind soul.

» iwaizumi always knew he had feelings for you. you had been with him through thick and thin. he could depend on you and you could depend on him. in his eyes, you were the most beautiful person on earth. deep down he had hoped the two of you could stay like that forever. nothing could ever change that.

» or so he thought...

» "iwa chan~ you owe me a meat bun" oikawa whined as the group of friends were walking to the gym for volleyball practice. "shut up crappykawa. i already bought you one last week" "oi isn't that y/n over there?" maki said, shaking iwaizumi's shoulder.

» sure enough it was you. apparently you had told iwaizumi to go ahead of you today because you had something to take care of in the afternoon. telling him you'd meet up with him after practice was over. not thinking much of it, he bid you a farewell and went on in his day.

» "oooou by the looks of it, this is the perfect confession scene" mattsun teased. "oi stop messing around" iwaizumi's voice hoarse. not gonna lie, iwaizumi felt his heart drop when mattsun said that

» the 4 boys crept closer to see what was going on.

» there you were, standing in the middle of a classroom with a black haired boy. "mhm. definitely a confession." oikawa stated. "shut up tooru we cant hear" maki retorted.

» you weren't considered popular in school but that didnt mean people didnt know who you were. iwaizumi knew you were gorgeous and on top of that, smart, kind and one of the sweetest girls, so it was only natural that people would be drawn to you.

» they watched as the boy got closer and closer to you. voices barely being audible to the 4 boys outside. iwaizumi's heart could bear to see this right before his eyes.

» without even thinking, his feet moving on his own, iwaizumi barged into the room. all eyes towards him.

» "iwa what are you-" without letting you finish, iwa dragged you out of the classroom. "iwa where are you taking me" asking him as he took you to who knows where, leading you up the stairs of the school.

» up on the roof, he finally let go. "sorry..." he mumbled.

» "sorry for what iwa?" "for ruining that confession... i just-"

» "you just...-?"

» "i just love you ok?!"

» your heart shook at the resonance of his voice. iwa liked you? he liked you back?! wait no- he loved you.

» you had loved iwaizumi from the moment you met him and as the two of you grew up, your love for him only grew deeper. he was the only one you'd ever look at. the only one who would ever cross your mind. you had hoped he felt the same about you but he was always so busy with other things you only felt like you would be able to support him on the sidelines as he faced the world head on like he always does.

» just being in iwaizumi's presence was enough for you. no need to be greedier, you thought. its good to be content with what you have, but just knowing that he shares the same feelings... its ok to be a little greedy right?

» your silence being louder than it should have been, iwaizumi took it the wrong way. "look I know this isn't the greatest confession. heck it's not even the way I wanted to confess to you, and get it if you like that other guy, you don't have to-"

» shuting him up with a kiss, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in closer. needless to say, he was shocked, but embraced you as well.

» "you're overthinking too much iwa. that's so unlike you" you chuckled. his face bright red at the previous actions.

» "i love you. I've loved you for a long time actually. every single second. every moment we've shared. i cant picture myself with anyone but you hajime."

» iwa let out a sigh of relief. a smile being brought back onto his face. "good because all I know is that i cant let you go. in the past, present and even in the future...."

» the blue sky slowly changing into shades of coral warmed your heart even more on top of his sweet words that you've always longed to hear.

» "im in love with you, and now you know"

-» ˚⸙͎۪۫⋆

enjoy your order! have a great day!

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tsarisfanfiction · 3 years

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Colour symbol prompts

Fluff: black: protection

John protecting Scott

The Role of Protector

Fandom: Thunderbirds Rating: Teen Genre: Angst/Hurt/Comfort Characters: John, Scott

Uh, so I kinda maybe missed the "fluff" part of the prompt. Whoops. Ah well - this prompt intrigued me a lot so who knows, I might write some more protector!John at a later date - hell knows I love it when Scott's being protected by little brothers for once, and there's a large scope for that out there (I already have a second idea for John, which might actually tend more towards fluff than this one - not that that's particularly hard...)

4am seems to have snuck up on me without warning, so while I have proof read this I can't guarantee it was a perfect proof read... But some protective!John (and a nice side dish of Scott!whump as well).

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It wasn’t often that John found himself in this position. Spending most of the year on Thunderbird Five had something to do with that, of course, but it was hardly the only factor at play. The fact that the only brother with him at the moment was Scott was another – a younger brother, with the possible exception of Gordon, was somewhat more likely to put John in his current position, but Scott was a different matter entirely.

As big brother and former military with the skills to match, even if he didn’t like to show them, Scott was the protector of the family. It was a role he hoarded viciously, because if it had fallen to one of the others then, to Scott’s mind, he’d failed.

John would disagree. Their big brother was still only human himself, and John had a long list of grievances attached to the way he seemed unable to step back and recharge even for a moment. There were times, though, where the choice was stripped from Scott, leaving him vulnerable and leaving the role of protector to settle elsewhere temporarily.

It was normally Gordon, for all that he was fourth out of five. Military steel skipped over Virgil – too soft, Gordon had confided in him before, although John knew it wasn’t a complaint, or sleight against the brother between them at all. Being soft against a world determined to tear itself and everyone inside it apart on a regular basis took its own strength, and Gordon knew that better than most. The steel skirted around John himself, too, although he liked to think he still had sharp edges when he needed them – the fact that he was rarely there in person was just another reason for the role to pass him over. None of them were ready to let the steel go near Alan.

Gordon wasn’t there, off on the other side of the world with Virgil rescuing yet another fishing trawler in distress. Alan was stuck in the world of homework, leaving John alone with his big brother.

His barely-conscious big brother, slumped against a cave wall where John had deposited him despite Scott’s best efforts to the contrary. Blood was blotching the bandages hastily applied to his shoulder; those would need changing soon, but John had other priorities to worry about first. International Rescue didn’t carry weapons, but both Scott and Gordon had proved that with enough creativity most of their equipment could be utilised as such. Given the situation, John had taken a leaf out of their book – and the grapple gun from Scott’s hip, which he was currently aiming with less surety than he’d like at the narrow entrance to the cavern they were hiding in.

The distress call had been a set-up. John was beyond relieved that he’d been nudged out on the rescue by Scott, who’d declared that he needed the practice with Earth-rescues and it was just a simple one so it would be good to get his eye back in. Their assailants had been prepared for Scott.

They had not been prepared for John.

Although, to be fair, John had also not been prepared to see Scott collapse a little way ahead of him, nor for the gunshot that had immediately preceded that. He wasn’t entirely sure how he’d got both himself and Scott out of there without either of them taking any more bullets, but if pressed his guess would be that they’d been too surprised that Scott wasn’t alone to shoot immediately.

John had dragged his brother back, away from the assailants, and run through the cavern system as best he could with Scott injured and unco-operative to the sounds of angry shouts and pursuit. EOS had chirped in his ear that unauthorised personnel were attempting to gain access to Thunderbird One – she’d locked down the Thunderbird before anyone successfully got inside, but that had still meant that their only way out was blocked.

Instead, it was a waiting game – although it felt like a particularly dangerous form of hide and seek, if he was honest. He’d got in contact with the GDF via EOS, and they’d promised they were on their way. He just had to keep both Scott and himself safe until they did.

The small cave with its narrow entrance had been a find by EOS. Scott, of course, had tried to make him hide in there while he claimed he’d draw them away, but while that had made some sense in the form of the trail of blood leading right to them, it also made absolutely no sense for the same reason. John’s response had been to manhandle his unsteady and rapidly paling big brother into the cave and push him to sit down before he fell down.

His brother had not been best pleased, but John had been far more worried about the bullet and blood loss than keeping Scott happy. Still was, because despite the painkiller and bandaging, Scott was slipping further and further towards unconsciousness. John estimated he had two more minutes, at best, before Scott passed out entirely.

The GDF were more than two minutes out. It was touch and go if the blood trail would lead their assailants to their current location within two minutes. John tightened his grip on the borrowed grapple gun and swallowed.

He didn’t know if it was Scott in particular they were after, or if they’d just been planning to attack the first IR operative they saw. The lack of reliable data rankled; John despised being blind. EOS was digging, but so far nothing of note had come out of that.

But at the end of the day, what they wanted didn’t matter. They’d hurt Scott, they were hunting both of them, Thunderbird One was under assault, and John wasn’t normally the one with the role of protector on his shoulders but today he was, and he was going to do it justice.

They wouldn’t hurt Scott again. It didn’t matter if John had to use the grapple gun in ways it was not supposed to be used, or if he had to use his own body as a shield. He’d keep Scott safe.

The sound of something soft hitting the floor, which had to be Scott passing out because there was nothing else to fall, came at the same time as the voices. Angry voices, clearly following the blood trail, and John tensed.

All his instincts as a rescue operative were screaming for him to hurry to Scott’s side and check his condition. Common sense kept him where he was. Scott was around a craggy corner from the narrow entrance, impossible to see from the main cavern. As long as John didn’t move, there was no way they could get to Scott without going through him.

He kept his breathing low and even, counting his breaths silently to keep them under control. John wasn’t a fighter. Give him a computer and he’d destroy his target before they even realised what was happening, but in person was another matter entirely. He’d never even been able to scare off bullies at school, let alone armed assailants when all he had was the rescue gear in his and Scott’s uniforms.

There were many ways to win a war. Scott or Gordon would tackle the problem head on, offence the best form of defence, but they were trained for that. John wasn’t. John just had stories, some pranking experience, and his brain.

He didn’t need to beat their assailants. He just had to hold them off until the GDF arrived.

The voices were getting closer. Closer, closer, closer. John’s breathing hitched despite his best efforts to the contrary. Timing would be key. If he was even slightly out, then he’d have to fight for real, and while he’d stand his ground, he had no delusions about being able to win. He was too soon down from orbit for that, for starters.

They were close enough now for him to make out the words. Any chance that they had no idea where he and Scott were was destroyed by their discussions about the blood trail they were following. A blood trail that led straight to Scott.

John swallowed again. Sweat beaded on his brow, but he didn’t dare raise an arm to wipe it away. Both hands were locked around the grapple gun, still aiming through the narrow entrance. He couldn’t mess this up. Scott was – unconsciously, unwillingly – depending on him.

He could see them now. They hadn’t spotted him, too intent on the blood trail across the stone floor, but that could change at any moment. Three people, and he knew there were more but hopefully the others weren’t on hunting duty. It wasn’t ideal, but it was the best chance John was going to get.

It was the only chance he was going to get.

He pulled the trigger.

It was Scott he had to thank for the extensive knot knowledge, his big brother coaching him through the Rescue Scouts badges even when he just wanted to get the stargazing ones and leave it at that. Grapple cables weren’t rope, but they were strong and sturdy yet still malleable enough to loop over and around as required until he’d managed a makeshift net. Cable ties from his own baldric, meant for repairs in space, had been deployed as reinforcements.

Lay the net just so, set up large chunks of rocks to fall when hit in the sweet spot, and a rudimentary pulley system from yet another grapple cable – Scott’s baldric had been scavenged bare of useful items, including the trauma kit that was trying and failing to keep the blood in his body – and he had a way to contain the first wave of approaching assailants.

Hopefully.

John watched with bated breath as it all snapped together, cable-net wrapping around the assailants and hoisting them dramatically into the air, counter-balanced by the weight of as many rocks as he’d been able to shift in the short timespan he’d had to set up the trap. There was furious yelling.

A gunshot sounded.

More furious yelling.

The trap held.

How long it would hold for, John didn’t know, but he did know that he’d hear it if they escaped, so with a shaky exhale he backed away from the narrow entrance, clipping the now-empty grapple gun to his own baldric, and hurried to Scott’s side.

The bandages needed changing. John rolled him onto his side, putting him into the recovery position to keep him stable, and dug out fresh supplies. Scott didn’t stir as he stripped away the old, bloodstained, linen and replaced it with fresh strips. A check of his pulse told John what he already knew – Scott was still alive, but had lost far too much blood.

If John had managed to capture all of the assailants, his plan had been to get Scott back to Thunderbird One and head straight for the nearest hospital. Unfortunately, that had not been the case, so he was forced to accept Plan B – wait for the GDF to show up and hope they arrived before any other ill-wishers.

John had only had enough equipment for a single trap.

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nahoyaglock · 3 years

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↬ VALENTINES DAY COOKIES

bf!shigaraki x gn!reader, fluff and crack, 800 words

A/N! this is my piece for @prettysetterbaby 's valentines day collab, go check out and support the other writers and their pieces too!

also please ignore that i cut it off early bc goddam a bitch is tired. did I wait last minute to finish this piece? hell yeah. am i posting this at 4am? hell yeah

also ignore that i did not proof read or fix any errors in here, im just tryna sleep so i can go boogie tmr w sum pals for vday mang

WARNINGS! I dont think theres any I need to tag, but please let me know if there is!

Valentines day, love was in the air, couples spending this day in homes or at parks– masks on of course. Since you and your boyfriend couldn't go out, he had decided to do a little baking. He wanted to make some of your favorite treats, but due to his lack of baking skill, he stuck to cookies.

He definently knew he was lacking baking skills when he pulled out the sheet of cookies, all burnt to a crisp. Its alright he thought, he still had sometime before you were coming over. He pulled out his phone to search up a recipe, not trusting the instructions on the cookie mix box.

He quickly opened another box and grabbed some more ingredients, reading his instructions. "Why didn't I just buy cookie dough," he groans to himself, opening the carton of eggs when he heard the door unlock. "Tomu tomu!" You slipped off your shoes and stumbled into the kitchen with a bag in your hand, noticing your visibly upset boyfriend.

"Shigs, whats wrong," you frowned and dropped your bag, rushing to his side and hugging him, making him chuckle softly. He rubs your head softly with your hand and kisses your head, "its not that bad baby, I just burnt some cookies trying to bake." You lifted your face to look at him, and cupped his face.

"You dummy, why didn't you ask me? Are you okay, did you burn yourself?" You ask him, squishing his cheeks. He grabs your small wrosts and pulls them away from his face and he shakes his head. "Im fine, I didnt get burnt, but I really wanted to bake these cookies for you." You could tell he was upset, so you smiled and patted his arm.

"Let me help you! You can learn how to make cookies AND we get to bake together on valentines day," you saw the corners of his lips turn up and he leans down to kiss you. "Sounds romantic," he fake barfs and you pinch his cheek. He winces and you smile back at him, "says the one who tried to bake me cookies."

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"It says.. In a small bowl, stir flour, baking soda, and baking powder," he says and goes to grab the ingredients. You look over at, waiting for him to read off the measurements. "Oh yeah, uhm.. 2 ¾ cups of flour, 1 teaspoon of baking soda andddd.. ½ teaspoon of baking powder," he reads as you had already began measuring the flour.

He measures the baking soda and you sprinkle in the baking powder with a grin. "How did you even make the cookies?" You asked, looking at his phone for the next set of ingredients. You grab a seperate bowl for the other ingredients. You mix the suger in with the softened butter while Shigaraki explains.

"Not sure, I'm pretty sure I did the measurements right. I just wasn't keeping track of time when I was baking them," he laughed and opened up the egg carton and took a peek at his phone before snatching out an egg. "Atleast you got the measurements right," you giggle lightly as he cracks the egg and mixes it into the sugar and butter.

"Yeah, but it doesn't compare to your baking, I just used one of those cookie mix boxes," he laughed and you scoffed with a smirk. You slowly mixed the dry ingredients in with the wet ingredients and felt Shigaraki wrap his arms around you. "Tomu, help me bake," you laughed, playfully elbowing him. He responded by hugging you tighter.

"I just wanna hold you close and kiss you, tho. Mm, do we have to bake baby?" He asked, placing small little pecks to your neck and cheek, causing you to giggle and cringe away from his kiss. "Stop Tomuu, I'm ticklish," you laugh and he chuckles into your skin, "and yes, you burnt those cookies so we HAVE to make new ones!"

"We have to?"

"Yes Tomura, we have to."

"Like.. like we /have/ to?"

"Shigaraki," you cross your arms and turn to give him a stern look, causing him to sigh. He kissees your forehead, "okay baby, lets hurry up with those cookies, yeah?" He pats your arm and goes to help you place the cookie dough on the baking sheet, and eventually slipping it into the oven.

"Now Tomura, next time set an alarm," you lecture, flicking his forehead and going to the clock app on your phone to set an alarm. You had about 15 minutes before they would be done cooking, so you decided to go cuddle with Shigaraki and watch the beginning of a romance movie.

"Hmm, aren't you glad I came over when I did?" You question, nuzzling your face into your boyfriends neck, humming with relief. He was gentle with the way he held you, but made you feel safe and soft in his embrace. "Yeah, now I can eat some bomb cookies," he laughed, holding you close.

"Yeah yeah, whatever," you sarcastically remark, looking up at him to see him flashing an innocent smile. "You're getting up and getting the cookies then," you states and press a sweet kiss to his nose. "Happy valentines Tomura."

"Happy valentines day baby."

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