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                                           Battle Subway Bosses — by Morty & Fae

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// im not touching tumblr coding again <3 anYWAYS I GUESS. I GUESS HE IS SOMEWHAT READY

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// THROWBACK TO WHEN I WAS JUST MAKING THIS BLOG AND I LITERALLY JUST SAID ‘HEY I THINK THE URL I CAME UP WITH IS GOOD’ AND GAVE MORTY THE LINK WHILE I WAS LITERALLY SETTING EVERYTHING UP AND MORTY IMMEDIATELY SENT EVERYONE AFTER ME LIKE BEING HUNTED FOR SPORT

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// so about those twins

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// why did no one stop us

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// HELP NEEDED MORE URGENTLY

// morty and i may be in need of an intervention

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// morty and i may be in need of an intervention

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// while im at it this is extremely important

this bad boy has survived the years

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// legends has forced my hand

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// pov u make rindo upset and his giant razor cat is glaring you down and preparing your murder

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shibuyacrossed​:

He raised an eyebrow as the kid trailed off. It wasn’t as if he’d sounded overly confident or anything before- he definitely struck Neku as pretty shy- but he’d come here to talk to him about something, right? Had Neku said something to upset or offend him, somehow? He couldn’t help but feel really bad despite not really knowing what or if he’d done wrong.

A little breath as he continued speaking. Good. Maybe he was just nervous? Neku wasn’t quite sure what for. He definitely seemed a little young, but it wasn’t like Neku was anyone special. He was just some guy. Whatever it was, he couldn’t help but feel a bit hopeful at his words.

He had come from the rift, then.

“Yeah, about that…” Now it was Neku’s turn to get a bit awkward, taking a moment to look around, as if to make sure no one else was listening. It didn’t really matter if anyone overheard them- everyone else wanted to know what the hell was up with the rift just as much as Neku did, if not even more. Still, it felt strangely personal.

“Do you… remember anything? From before? I… don’t really remember much, and neither does Ingo.” He gestured in the direction his fellow amnesiac had left in, in case the other didn’t know who he was talking about.

For a moment, all there was was stunned silence, Rindo’s mind trying to just catch up with what he just heard.

"Y-you... you don't remember...?" What a stupid question that was, it made a painful amount of sense in hindsight. No matter how much time had passed, it couldn’t have been enough for Neku not to recognize him. The signs were all there, he should've been able to tell already- and yet it didn't hurt any less. All of this time, and yet... "... I... see..." 

As much as he tried, he couldn’t quite hide that crack of disappointment in his voice, the hurt slipping in despite his best attempts at masking it, disappointment, even. Refusing to look at Neku in the eye, Absol’s concern a bit too clear with how he inched just a bit closer to Rindo, sharp stare moving from Neku back to his human.

Maybe if he just pretended it was nothing it would just go away. Maybe Neku wouldn’t notice if he just ignored it and kept going like nothing happened.

 "I- w-well, I just don't remember how I got here- other than that weird dream before I woke up here... b-but I do remember everything else... my... m-my life before and all that..." And what good was that doing to him now? Being the only one to remember a lifetime growing up together, for the first time feeling like he truly had lost his brother forever?

And now he could just let that awkward silence that felt far too heavy for him linger once again. Should he even keep trying to talk now? Should he just leave and forget about this? What could he even do?

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// dhmu i just finished legends and i am a wreck

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Whatever response Rindo had expected- it wasn't... this. Relief at seeing him again, worry at finding him trapped in the same time, maybe even anger over this new development... but this? This awkward, distant reply, like merely a polite acknowledgement? Like they were strangers?

How... did Neku not recognize him?

"I-I..." What was he even supposed to say now? 'you're joking, right? I'm your brother- I've been looking for you all these years'? When Neku didn't even seem to know his name anymore?

And Neku was still staring at him, studying him as the silence went on and on. Rindo had never felt so... unnerved under his own brother's stare. It wasn't right.

"I-it's nothing, just..." whatever shred of courage he had managed to gather for this had all but vanished, looking anywhere but at him, fighting back the urge to turn around and run, Absol at his side and nudging him forward the only reason he hadn't just yet. "I-I was just- j-just wondering about the other people I heard fell through the rift, t-that's all-"

A flimsy excuse at best, painfully clear too- but it was all Rindo could think of saying now, anything that wasn't apologizing and leaving.

@temporeplayer​​ asked;

Rindo had heard in passing of others that had slipped through the crack, landed in the same spot as him, trapped in a time not their own. In hindsight, he should’ve thought of it, should’ve gone looking for them, asked more questions- but really, what could’ve been the odds of this? Hearing his own brother’s name from those people as if he had always been there. It was almost like a punch to the gut- 3 years spent searching, waiting, dreading the worst, and yet.

And yet here he was now. Neku in the flesh, older than the last time he saw him, Rindo almost afraid of not recognizing him after so long. And now almost afraid of saying anything too, now hesitant, realizing that he hadn’t truly thought of this moment, like it might’ve never happened. Maybe it was a bad idea to try, it had been so long already, who knows what reply he might get, right? Who knows if he even missed him after 3 whole years, maybe he should just-

Absol’s gentle nudge snapped him out of his thoughts, a deep purr as he rested his head on Rindo’s back for a moment in an attempt at comfort. Right… this was his brother they were talking about. Why was he so nervous now after so long? He knew he could trust Neku, more than he ever trusted anyone else. It would be ok.

And finally, Rindo steeled himself and stepped forward, Absol steady at his side to keep him at ease.

“H-hey- Neku!”

He stood by the Galaxy Team Headquarters, chatting idly with Ingo as he watched Zorua out of the corner of his eye, just in case he got into too much trouble. The pair discussed vague, blurred memories of whatever their lives were before winding up here. Three years later and Neku was still searching for answers. He thought trying to compare what he knew to someone who was more or less in the same situation as him might help him piece some things together, but from the way Ingo spoke, Neku wasn’t even sure if they’d both come from the same time or even the same world…

He sighed to himself, a bit disappointed in their lack of conclusions as Ingo left to attend to whatever warden duties he had to take care of. (Neku still wasn’t really sure why they’d let that guy become a warden, honestly.) He raised his hand to see the other off with a small wave, but froze halfway through the motion as he heard his name in a voice that sounded somehow familiar, despite not recognizing as it as any of the people he knew in the village.

Blue eyes, a bit wide in his dazed state turned towards the other- a boy, only a few years younger than him. He recognized how out of place his jacket was compared to the rest of the villagers’ apparel in an instant. That seemed familiar too. He’d been here three years, and he’d never felt such an intense wave of nostalgia before coming across this kid who… knew him, somehow. He felt Zorua knead at the side of his leg, and he blinked, forcing himself back to reality.

Right, no. It was a small village, and it’s not as if Neku’s bright orange hair made him hard to recognize. Someone probably just told this kid his name, or something… Judging by his clothes, he probably wasn’t from this time, either.

“…Yeah, hey.” After an awkward amount of silence, he gave the younger a small wave, still looking the boy up and down as he tried to figure out what about him was so familiar. Had they known each other before arriving here, or did he just remind Neku of someone he’d known back home? Were they from the same world? The same time? His mind raced with questions, but he only asked a simple one-

“You need something?”

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// listen that absol has it out for neku. hes one petty lil big guy. he will sit on neku. he will grab him by his jacket and drag him away. he will put a paw on him and keep him in the mud. no one can upset his human and live.

rindo still loves that absol tho

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// rindo and his emotional support alpha cat thats it thats the post

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// i log in with literally no purpose other than to go at morty's throat

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// dont look at me im just thinking abt legends rindo and his huge overprotective absol