Me: oh yeah I’m fine
Me, internally: okay AU where Andrew and Aaron grew up with Tilda but then she overdosed (Andrew did it on purpose, he couldn’t watch her beat his brother any longer) and Bee adopts them after Nicky fails (he does his best) and Andrew’s saying goodbye to the house he grew up in because not all of it was bad when he finds a carving he made when he was thirteen for Alex— Neil’s persona at age twelve, who is now on a train several hundreds of miles away, grieving his mother without tears and in silence-
Inspo - House History by Layup
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❛ they’ll regret the day they even thought to cross me ❜
☯ MAGIC SENTENCE STARTERS ☯
"Oh boy, what happened this time?"
While Yang was rather friendly and a pretty chill person, that didn't mean she didn't have buttons that couldn't be pushed or that she couldn't be pushed to anger. Whoever thought it was a good idea to upset or anger Yang either wasn't aware of the power and strength she wielded or they had a death wish. Whatever the case, they were foolishly idiotic.
Normally, Ryoma would encourage and help her with such situations, feeling it was justified given the imbecile that often provoked her. Always ready to brawl side by side with the other, feeling a rush of delight whenever they fought together. Yang was a great fighter and warrior in his honest opinion, a deadly adversary for any who dared to be on the other end of her fists. It was something he really admired about her, the power she held was something almost memorizing to him. That and her gentle personality, kind soul, and jovial nature had made him very fond of her.
However, this time he thought it would be best to help her calm down and relax. Not wanting her to waste her time and efforts on such idiotic foes.
"Why don't we forget those morons?"
A soft smile spread across his features, doing his best to lighten the stormy mood that was brewing under the surface. Picking up the agitation and anger boiling over inside Yang. It wasn't enough to start effecting him, but he could still sense the heat of emotions rising. Curious what those moots had done to cause such a stir of emotions in Yang in the first place. Suppressing his own urges to seek out justice on her behalf, or least putting it on the back burner for now. Her well-being his priority in the moment rather than beating some sense into some idiots who upset his dear friend. That could wait till Yang felt better in his opinion.
"I was just about to start some training, wanna join me and work off some steam? I can make us lunch after too."
Maybe a friendly match between them would ease her mood and help her relax again? He didn't even mind if she went less than friendly on him, being able to take quite a beating sometimes and still keep standing. His various scars littered across his being was proof of that. A good meal after too would help settle the mood and he didn't mind cooking her favorite if she wanted it.
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