#LOOK AT HOW PRECIOUS HE ISSSS

[12am-motivation]

i think i'm going to cry-

[phoebepheebsphibs]

The Monster is No Longer Inside Us...

@tmntaucompetition @riseleon

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"Oh my god, WHAT DID YOU DO TO BISHOP?!" Donatello yelled, running over to the wounded agent. "Were you trying to kill him?!"

Blue growled and snapped in response.

"Oh wonderful, it's doing my work for me," Chaplin chuckled out with a hiss. "What a helpful little abomination."

"Shut up, blubber-gut!" Leo yelled, pointing one of his twin katanas at the alien hybrid beast. "We beat you before, we'll beat you again!"

The creature loomed over Leo, its grin turning into something more vile.

"Aaaaahhh, the persistent and sacrificial hero. I remember you."

Chaplin slithered closer to the group. The group took a collective step backwards.

"I remember how loudly you screamed after getting electrocuted. I remember your pathetic pleas of mercy when I had your precious baby brother attack your family. I remember the fear in your eyes when you first saw me in this form and I ordered Mikey to KILL YOU."

Blue saw Leo swallow hard, his hands trembled and his arms wavered ever so lightly. Had DM Mikey really done some of those things?

Donatello helped the injured Bishop to stand, his shirt and jacket were partially shredded and small amounts of red started to stain his chest and sleeves from where Blue had torn the skin. Even his perfect shades were askew, revealing a shell-shocked and battered expression. But once he saw the giant Krang looming over him, he stood up and straightened himself out. ...Before immediately crumbling to his knees again, clutching his chest and coughing profusely.

"Bissshhhhop!" DM Mikey yelled, scurrying over. "Issss frriend okay?"

"I-I'm fine," Bishop hissed. "Just a little... winded. I'll be okay, don't worry about me..."

Blue almost choked on his own air. FRIEND? Did Mikey say friend??

DM Mikey must be mistaken, Bishop is a bad guy! Always a bad guy! Mikey was probably brainwashed or confused... all these guys must be, if they all trusted him and cared for him.

But there were bigger fish to fry. Namely, the giant grotesque monster about to crush them all.

An arm the size of the other Raph raised itself high and suddenly came crashing down, splitting the group into two. Blue with the Raph and Mikey, while the other Leo and Donnie were saddled with the injured Bishop.

"Guys!" Raph yelled. "Are you okay--"

The big guy was sideswiped by the alien arm and thrown across the room. Blue and Mikey managed to duck just in time. Blue yelled at the monster, though he was hesitant to dig his claws into the putrid flesh again.

"Raph!!" Leo screamed, slicing the air to make a portal and jumping through. He was instantaneously by the eldest's side and helping him up.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Raph exclaimed. "But we gotta get everyone outta here! Help Mikey and his friend--"

"You're not getting out of it THAT easily," Chaplin roared. "I AM MAKING YOU PAY FOR EVERYTHING YOU DID TO ME."

"And what about what you did to us?!" Donnie screamed back. "What you did to my little brother?!"

'Wait, you're the youngest?' Blue signed to Mikey. 'I thought that I was --'

Another tentacle kept Blue from finishing his sentence as it slammed into the ground. Blue found himself momentarily floating in the air, thrown by the reverberations and repercussions of the crash. He stared down from fifteen feet, eyes wide and stomach flipping. The next thing he knew, a blue spark ignited below him and he fell through a portal, landing behind the monster. Leo was beside him, clutching his swords so tight his knuckles went white.

"Get outta here, kid!" he yelled, staring straight ahead at the monster. "Find your family, get somewhere safe! We'll deal with this guy..."

'But I want to help!' Blue signed frantically.

"You can help by getting Mikey as far away from here as possible!" Leo ordered. "NOW!"

Blue nodded and raced towards his friend, running top speed and dodging alien limbs. DM Mikey reappeared in his line of sight, the teen looked even more like a feral creature as he bounced back and forth, avoiding the alien man's clutches as he fought back. Mikey made a kick-spin, his tail whipping through the air with a whistle. Three large spikes released from his tail and soared just over Blue's head, striking the monster in the chest. He roared with pain and anger, pulling the spikes out and throwing them back at the pesky ninjas.

Somehow Blue managed to avoid the alien and the spikes and made it to Mikey's side, grabbing his arm as he tried to pull him away. He chittered and barked at him, turtle-speech for 'LET'S GET THE HECK OUTTA DODGE!'

Mikey turned on him, glaring and growling. His teeth were a lot longer and scarier than they had been just a moment before! Blue released and fell back. The big, round, and bright eyes were now thin slits of blood red, devoid of the kindness and timidity the owner of those eyes had shown before. Now the eyes were filled with rage, fury, violence, and death. The same kind of eyes the monster had...

DM Mikey blinked, shaking his head as if to clear away a bad dream. He stared at Blue, his pupils slowly dilating and returning to normal.

"S-s-sor-ry," he mumble-hissed. "Instinct."

Blue grimaced, unsure if he was going to accept the apology now that he'd seen what was hiding beneath the surface. Mikey was just as much a monster as that alien beast behind them... Still, he wanted to help his friend. And Blue was no stranger to angry outbursts when faced with danger. He grabbed Mikey by the hand and signed a single word to him.

'RUN'

The two boys started booking it, dashing away as the other mutant turtles did their best to distract and dispatch the monster. But it's hard to distract a monster with literal eyes in the back of its head.

"Oh, and where are you two going?" Chaplin roared. "The fun is just getting started!"

Blue managed to look up just in time to see an enormous fist come crashing down. Mikey leapt in between them and covered Blue, shielding him as best he could from the impact. The two were crushed, creating a crater beneath them in the arena floor. Blue's head spun, half-buried beneath the floor and half-buried underneath DM Mikey's chest. Blue struggled to lift himself up, he was so dizzy to begin with and it didn't help that this teenager was almost twice his size and weight. Mikey didn't move, his body was limp and his eyes were closed.

Blue chittered nervously, shaking the unconscious teen and trying to wake him up. He could hear yelling and shouting around them. Blue managed to move Mikey enough so that he could see past him. Mikey's shell had a few new cracks in it, his head was bruised and bleeding just a bit, and his tail looked crumpled. Overhead, the monster raised his fist again for the killing blow.

"HEY!" a voice rang out from far beyond.

Blue craned his neck to see his family running up, all four of his siblings, weapons at the ready and screaming loud and incompressible battlecries as they charged ahead.

"NOBODY MESSES WITH OUR FAMILY!!"

April, Donnie, Raph, and Mikey O'Neil-Hamato came bounding over, each one whacking at the monster with their weapons. Blue was stunned for a moment before remembering the unconscious kid on top of him. He slowly started to lift him up and drag him away from the scene. The other Leo showed up a second later, teleporting beside him and hoisting Mikey up into his arms.

"I got him, let's go," he said, running off with the two kids as the battle continued on behind them.

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[marlynnofmany]

Star-Crossed

It’s not that I make a habit of being the nosy one on the spaceship, but some things you just can’t walk past. And an argument over whether to tell the captain was one of them.

I paused in the hallway, one foot in the air and my arms full of boxes from the storage hold, then I spun on my heel and went back to the doorway that Trrili was so fond of leaping out of. She wasn’t startling crewmates today. She was trying to convince Coals that something wasn’t worth bothering the captain about.

“There are no settlementssss nearby,” she said, hissing in irritation. “It is moving slowly. Old information.” She loomed over him, all black and red and mandibles and pincher arms.

Coals was just as unimpressed as usual. “Could still be useful information to someone,” he said, arms crossed and scaly face impassive.

“It issss marked,” Trrili said slowly, “For courtship.”

“That’s been known to be important,” Coals replied.

“Old information!” Trrili said again.

“What is?” I piped up from the hallway.

Trrili turned her faceted eyes on me. “A small message beacon that is clearly a waste of our precious time.”

“Might not be,” Coals said, not moving.

“Is it much of a detour?” I asked.

“Nope,” Coals said.

“Then it couldn’t hurt to look, right? I don’t think we���re behind schedule.”

Trrili made a hissing groan, waving pincher arms and forelegs both. “It is a courtship note! Those are beyond tiresome! And it is bound to be outdated!”

Coals tactfully stepped aside. “Could have been dropped by a passing ship.”

“At that speed?” Trrili demanded, jabbing a wrist-finger at one of the screens on the console behind her. “A wrench dropped in hull maintenance moves faster than that.”

I leaned to get a look without stepping into accidental whacking range. There did seem to be a radar-style image of a blinking dot off to the side of our projected route. I couldn’t make out all the words from across the room, but I did see one that looked like “courtship.” At least it wasn’t a distress beacon.

“So what does that classification mean?” I asked. “Is it a love note drifting through space? Did someone not have a way to send a proper transmission?”

Coals tipped his lizardy head in a shrug. “I’d say it was meant to be a secret, but then, it’s broadcasting for anyone nearby to pick up. My bet is that the sender didn’t know exactly where to find the recipient, so they launched this in their general direction.”

“A long time ago,” Trrili reminded him. “This area is empty.”

“Could have been aimed from one ship to another,” Coals said.

I looked at the screen, my head full of stories about forbidden romances and near-misses told by generations of Earthlings. “We should check. It could be very important. And it’s not far, right?”

Coals stepped toward the intercom. “Not at all. Let’s see what the captain says.”

Trrili threw her pinchers into the air like she was releasing prey that was too much trouble to bother with, but said nothing while he called the cockpit. I stood in the doorway and waited.

Captain Sunlight, as it turned out, saw no problem in a minor detour to pick up the message beacon. In moments, the ship was aimed in a new direction and instructions were being sent to the crew nearest the airlock to be ready.

Trrili grumbled mightily. Coals looked smug.

Excited, I dashed off to leave the boxes of supplies in the kitchen (I’d unpack them properly later), then join up with Coals and Trrili at the cargo bay.

“How are we going to grab it?” I asked when I arrived, noticing that they weren’t putting on exo suits. “Send somebody out to scoop it up, maybe use an extendo tool?”

“No need,” Coals said. He held a bucket and a pair of gloves. “Kavlae is going to just park us in its pathway and open the door. It’s not fast enough to dent anything.”

I laughed at that while Trrili brandished a scanner of some sort. “I will check it for contamination just in cassssse,” she hissed. “Not taking chances on something this ssssstupid.”

Coals looked up at me. “The ship scanners are fine. She just likes to be sure.”

Trrili hissed again.

From the far end of the cargo bay, where Blip and Blop stood on either side of the airlock like muscle-fish sentinels, the familiar opening chime sounded. Blip and Blop were also wearing gloves, I noticed. I was starting to wonder what kind of message beacons the crew had encountered before I’d joined up.

The little porthole on the inner door went dark as the outer door opened onto the blackness of space. Everyone was silent for long enough that I started to wonder if Kavlae had missed. But then there was a bang on the door, and the porthole turned silver again.

Blip looked through the porthole. “Got it!” she said. “Looks intact.”

The intercom pinged, and Kavlae said the ship scanners had cleared it of both contagion and heat. “So get it already; we want to know what it says.”

Blip opened the airlock while the rest of us crowded close. She picked up the mechanical whatsit the size of a shoe, then handed it to Coals with more ceremony than necessary. He’d already put down the bucket and gloves.

I was glad he knew how the thing worked, because I was still trying to figure out if it had buttons or touchpads when he pressed play. The message was spoken aloud and written in the air as well; how thorough.

It was a language that I didn’t speak. How annoying.

Judging by the body language of the various fins and antennae in attendance, Blip and Blop also had no idea what the message said, but Trrili and Coals were thinking hard.

“Meeting location,” Trrili murmured. She pointed a wrist finger at one squiggle in the air. “Is this the word for asteroid or planetary rock?”

“I’m more interested in this bit,” Coals told her, jiggling the display while he adjusted his grip to point out something near the end. “Don’t let the what catch you?”

They bickered about it while the message played on a loop, sounding less like proper language and more like an agitated waterfowl as far as I was concerned. Not that I was about to judge a sentient species for that, of course. I’d met stranger.

“This part has to be flowery symbolism,” Coals said. “Something about using rock-cutters to carve out a new life together.”

“Aw,” I said without meaning to.

Trrili flicked an antenna in my direction, but otherwise ignored me. “I do not see any reference to the time period, other than that part about the authority figures arriving.”

“Is this line talking about using those rock-cutters on the authorities instead of the rocks?” Coals asked.

Blip and Blop chorused, “Ooh.” They were hanging on every word, reminding me of bodybuilders entranced by a kitten. I smiled quietly and listened. I was curious too; this was getting good.

Trrili studied the line in question. “Obscure phrasing, but yes. I approve of this courtship.”

“So are these two people planning to meet up and fight off the oppressors keeping them apart?” I asked. “We have to see if we can get the message back to them! What if one is waiting to hear from the other?”

“I still say it is old,” Trrili said, but she didn’t sound as adamant this time.

“Can’t hurt to check,” Coals declared.

Blip and Blop cheered, then dashed for the intercom and elbowed each other over who got to tell the captain. (Blop won, but I think Blip let him because she’d been the one to open the door earlier.)

As soon as the intercom was on, Blop announced, “It’s a message between a courting pair who are going to fight their enemies together! Arranging a meeting! Can we go deliver it?”

Captain Sunlight sounded amused when she said, “Kavlae has already calculated its most likely origin. The region isn’t known to be dangerous to outsiders, so I’d say that’s worth a further detour.”

Blip and Blop cheered again.

The captain continued, asking Coals to bring her the best translation they could manage in the next few minutes. This really was a small detour. By the sound of it, we’d be there pretty darn soon. Hooray for top-of-the-line starship engines (or near top, according to Mimi in the engine room).

This was just enough time for our two translators to take it back to their office and wrangle the details, while Blip and Blop finished whatever they were doing and I put away those supplies.

I hurried. The jars of spices and extra napkins didn’t have to all be stored the right way up.

Coals and Trrili must have found a translation file for that exact language, because they were done almost before I was. I returned the empty boxes to the storage hold while I listened to Captain Sunlight read the translation over the whole-ship line of the intercom, so the crew was on the same page about our detour. She was always thoughtful that way.

And what a message it was. Star-crossed lovers on rival asteroid mining installations, one pledging undying love to the other! Suggesting plans to meet, and do a great many things with those mining tools. And yes, more than a hint of glorious rebellion against cruel overlords.

If the captain hadn’t already agreed to go, I would have been campaigning outside the cockpit. With some concern for the danger, if course. Rebellions are rarely safe for anyone, including random courier ships with no business being there. But the region really was marked as safe.

Hmm.

Was that rating a lie? Propaganda? Had the rebellion already been squashed? Or did we have the wrong asteroid belt entirely?

I was unabashed in my nosiness this time, peeking into the cockpit for a glimpse of our destination as it came on screen. Coals was there behind the captain’s chair, holding the message thingy with his usual dignity while Kavlae worked the controls, blue frills folded in concentration. Trrili was in the hallway with me because she was really too big for the remaining space in the room. She was probably grumpy about that, but honestly it was hard to tell. She watched the screen too.

When I’d heard “asteroid mining colony,” I’d pictured gray rocks and space suits, pickaxes and long work hours. This was … not that.

The asteroids were painted bright colors. They had houses on them. Also gravity generators, by the looks of it. And they were far closer together than any natural asteroid belt had any right to be, yet they weren’t crashing into each other any more than the zippy little cruisers going back and forth were. It looked like a suburb in space.

This was definitely the right species, though. The face that popped onscreen at the captain’s hail was birdlike, with white-flecked black feathers, a wide beak, and a voice best described as quackity. Recognizable words, though.

“Sky River Information Center,” she said. “How can I help you?”

“Hello,” said Captain Sunlight. “We intercepted a message meant for someone in this region. Is there a mining colony anywhere about?”

Quackity laughter. “There was! Oh grasses, did you find something that one of the miners threw at each other and missed?”

Beside me, Trrili folded her pinchers smugly. She whispered, “Old information. Ssssshhould have listened to me.”

Captain Sunlight maintained her calm. “That does appear to be the case,” she said. “It’s a message between — What are the names, Coals?”

Coals stepped forward with the message capsule. “Sharpeye of the Tall Reeds and Mud-dancer of the Deep Shadows.”

The duck lady’s amusement vanished. “WHAT? You found a message between them?”

“Yes,” the captain said. She ushered Coals further forward to make sure the camera saw the message capsule. “Were they important?”

“I’ll say!” The duck lady made frantic gestures to someone offscreen. “They spearheaded the Miner’s Revolution that made everything possible! I can’t believe this. Please, come land on the central pad, the blue one. A great many people would like to get a look at that message.”

Coals cast a smug grin over his shoulder at Trrili while the captain directed the landing. Trrili threw her pinchers in the air again, but didn’t leave. The official was still talking history.

“The battles were fierce from the start,” she said. “Mud-dancer and Sharpeye led more than one attack from opposite directions, coordinated in a way that was most unexpected.”

“Did they survive?” I asked quietly. When the captain raised a browridge at me, I elaborated. “Did they live to see that happy future together that they wanted?”

“Oh yes,” the duck lady said brightly. “They had an exceptionally productive mating season. I think they even met up again on a different year, though that’s hearsay. Certainly possible, given how many people around here claim to be direct descendants!”

“Oh,” I said. In all my thoughts about the undying romance of the whole thing, it had never occurred to me that the species in question might not mate for life. “Good for them.”

Trrili was hissing again, but this time it was laughter at my expense.

Duck lady didn’t even notice. “If I recall, there’s a nesting lake named after them back on the homeworld. One of the new ones, not an ancestral thing, but still a pretty big honor. They deserve all of that and more!”

“I’m sure they do,” Captain Sunlight said. “We’re coming in to land now. I don’t suppose there would be any sort of finder’s reward for an item with such historic value?”

“I have already called the Points to join us immediately,” she said. “They will certainly want to be generous.”

With my thoughts on trying to figure out that honorific (picturing a flock of ducks flying in a V after the leader), I could almost ignore Trrili’s hissing. Almost.

“Did you think they would spend their entire future together?” Trrili laughed. “I forgot your species does that.”

“Hey now, that’s a good thing,” I objected. I was interrupted in trying to justify it further by Coals heading for the airlock. Slowly. With all the smugness in the world.

“Told you it was worth it,” he said to Trrili.

“And I told you it was old information,” she retorted. “If that pair hadn’t accomplished historical violence as well as historical mating, we would have wasted all our time.”

“Totally,” Coals enunciated, head held high, “Worth it.”

I shook my head and followed him. “Yeah it was.” Star-crossed ducks were better than nothing.

~~~

The ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book. More to come!

[makeadealwithdean]

he’s hereeee 🥰😍

screaming cause i’m SO HAPPY that i got ahold of one of these precious babies, i adore him so so much 🥰🥰🥰

@applewillowstone look how cute he issss 🤩🥰 @saberghatz you’re thee best ever ❤️

[soupybabe]

LOOK HOW PRECIOUS HE ISSSS 😭

aaaaannd into the baby pile Edward Scissorhands goes!!!

headcanons below too!

✂️ Edward didn’t have any kind of real childhood, regressing helps him regain that. The Boggs family being more than happy to provide it

✂️ he is already very quiet, but even more so when feeling little. Usually motioning (as best as he can with his hands) to try communicate.

✂️ Peg is his caregiver, and she just couldn’t be more delighted to care for his smaller side. Spoiling him rotten with as many toys and comfort objects as she can find.

✂️ He’s very uncoordinated whilst regressed, and much more likely to nick himself with his hands. Luckily an abundance of brightly colored bandaids can always make him feel a little better

[jeongtokkie]

(´｡• ᵕ •｡`) | (1/?)

[firebirdsdaughter]

Oh for…

… I can’t stay mad, looking at this face. DX

Damn, he’s attractive.

[mochie85]

It’s 8:36pm and exhaustion is hitting me like a ton of bricks

*WWE announcer voice*

YOU KNOWWW WHAT TIMEEEE IT ISSSS‼️‼️🗣️

…

Your hands were tied behind your back, the world around was dark.

“On your knees”

You’re almost certain he could hear your heart beating in your chest from where he was standing. You sank to your knees knowing there would be consequences if you didn’t obey his every command. Part of you wanted to test those limits but today was not the day to mess around. He was angry. But not at you, no never at you. You were too precious. A delicate thing such as yourself should be looked after, and be very well taken care of.

You knew he had a rough day and needed to feel some sense of control. You both understood each other. You always knew what the other needed, when they needed, how they needed it.

Today Loki needed to be in control and you were ready to give him everything. Just as he always did for you and so much more.

You felt his footsteps get closer. His fingertips trailed softly along your jaw then slowly up and down your neck. He rubbed his thumb along your lower lip and you opened your lips giving him access. His breaths got deeper as you sucked and trailed your tongue on his finger.

“Is my sweet dove ready to give me anything I ask?”

His thumb left your mouth already missing it’s warmth. His hand held you by the jaw.

“Yes”

His hold on you grew tighter.

“Yes what sweetheart?”

You smiled at him.

“Yes, my king.”

“Good.”

He let go of your jaw and undid your blindfold.

And there he was. Your Loki, as beautiful as ever. You couldn’t wait to leave so many marks along his Adonis belt. To savor every bit of him. To worship him. You smiled up at him once more.

“There’s my good girl.”

…

Hm

I’m actually kinda happy with this one.

(🤷🏽‍♀️lost all morals on this one, ready to submit at any moment if he asked honestly)

😫😫😫

Why did you staaaaahhhhhppppp?!!!! Friend, you are amazing!!!

Please continue this. I need it in my life. 😖

@lokisgoodgirl @michelleleewise @shadeysprings

[anonymoosen]

AHDHSHHDJSJDHE SPACEJUNK AU MY BELOVED DKKEKD I FRIGGIN SOBBED AT THIS AHHDHUSHUHUSHU

FANGIRLING REACTIONS:

AWWWHHHH HES JUST A LIL BOI I LOVE HIM SO MUCH HES SO PRECIOUS AND I REALLY LOVE HOW U DREW HIM AS AN EXCITABLE LITTLE BABEY CUZ YES, HE RLLY ISSSS STILL JUST A KID HERE AND ALSO I LOVE THE FATHER SON MOMENTS LIKE ZIM HUGGING LARD NAR IS SO PRECIOUS CUZ ITS REALLY WHAT A CHILD WOULD DO IF THEYRE SCARED

ZIM HUGGING THE BLOB IS ALSO SUPER PRECIOUS TOO LIKE ZIM RLLY LOOKS LIKE HE APPRECIATES IT AND WANTS TO TREASURE IT THERE

ALSOSOSOOOO- STAHPPPP THE SMILE AND SIGH PAD LAO DID IM SCREAMINGGG KDJDDJD HE HAS A SOFT SIDE FOR ZIMMY BOI TOO THIS IS SRSLY SO PRECIOUS I LOVE THE SMALL DETAILS SO MUCH

I ALSO RLLY LOVE THE TRANSITIONS YOU DREW FOR THE COMIC LIKE IT REALLY SHOWS THE TIMESKIP WITH THE DIFFERENT COLORS U PUT IN EACH PANEL (LIKE HOW IT WENT FROM GREY TO BLUE TO PURPLE!)

DIBBYYYYY!!! HES SO PRECIOUS AHHSHSJSSJ IT RLLY SHOWS HOW CLOSE THE BOYS GREW WITH ALL THE MEMORIES SHOWN IN THIS LOCKER LIKE ITS SO SWEET THAT THEY KEPT PICTURES AND ITEMS FROM THE DIFFERENT EXPERIENCES THEY WENT THRU (or just things Dib likes jdjsjdj)— AND ITS SO DETAILED TOO LIKE I CAN RLLY SEE THE EFFORT PUT INTO THIS

THE FAMILY PHOTOS THEY HAVE— LIKE GAZ AND DIB AND THE ONE WITH THE WHOLE SPACEJUNK GANG IS SO PRECIOUS AND SO ARE THE OTHER PHOTOS

NOOOOOOOOOOOO-

STAHHPPP NOOO THEY BETTER NOT ACTUALLY BE DEAD RAHHHH GIR AND DIB NOOOO JDJSJJSSJ

ITS SUCH A SMART BUT RLLY SAD DETAIL PURPOSELY BURNING OFF THE PART OF THE PHOTO WITH DIB AND GIR SPECIFICALLY TO SHOW THAT THEYRE PROBABLY DEAD AND IT RLLY MADE ME SOB AHDHSHJSSN UR TOO GOOD AT THIS-

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[hikari-writes]

LET'S TALK ABOUT MY FAVOURITE SQUAD!!

The first years.

And not just any first years,,,,

It's the first years from Date Tech High!!

Okay I never thought much abt them, but after reading Haikyuu-bu (yes, we're talking about this again), i realized how,, OMG THEYRE SO CUTE AND SWEET AND JUST 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

(Me gushing abt SUPER underrated characters under cut)

Okay for example, in this one chapter about robot aone (go read it and send love to the translator they worked hard for it >:)), the three first years literally jumped in front of aone robot to protect aone from getting hit by it,

And by their hair, u can alr guess that; from the right, theres koganegawa and then next to him is Sakunami. Now u might be thinking; whos the one on sakunami's left? Well after ive done some research on the datech's members, i knew that he's one of the first years; Jingo fukiage.

Now from the back alone, there's no actual proof that he's fukiage. Especially since compared to koganegawa and sakunami, he didn't even get any front shots for the next panels during this scene, so it's hard to define who he really is.

BUT. If u think abt it logically; the possibility of this guy being Fukiage is high. Okay, from the start of this chapter, none of the third years (moniwa, sasaya & kamasaki) were shown and even if they are, they shouldn't be wearing the t-shirts bc given the timeline, they've left the club by that time. And so that left us with the 2nd years and first year (namely only fukiage tho)

Futakuchi is an obvious out here, not only bc of his personality but also bc his hair doesnt match the one in the pic lmao (also he was next to nametsu the entire time) Yutaka Obara is bald, and Taro Onagawa's hair is supposed to be curlier and he obviously has much thicker hair than the guy in the pic.

And so, ive come to the conclusion that the guy in the picture is Jingo Fukiage, a first year.

Now why is the datech's 1st year squad is my fav squad?

Ive already stated the reason above dummy 🙄🙄

Akjdkdkd OKAY. But apparently, surprise! When i went through Fukiage's wiki, literally NOTHING was in it 😀 no background, plot, or even personality. U can see how minor his character is by the looks in his fandom wikia page.

BUT. From this panel alone, we can already see how he and the other first years, tried to stop aone (the real one) from getting hurt. You can see how much they care abt their senpai. And i just found it so 🥺🥺🥺🥺 they dont even care what would happen to them as long as Aone is safe.

Now u might be thinking; hikari, this is a spinoff GAG manga. Its not canon.

YES ITS NOT. BUT ITS SEMI-CANON AND THAT COUNTS!!

And so, that concludes my speech on why the datech's first years are so precious and you should also love them 😌😌😌 (and if you can't guess alr, my fav from the squad issss sakunami!! Hes the most precious and dammit hes so cute kskxkkd 🥺🥺🥺)

Have another smol shot of the first years sharing the same braincell.

[fvckme-sir]

hey! to start off, i’m kinda geek for little things yknow? just enjoying small hobbies and collecting little knickknacks and stuff. i am also sorta a bookworm. i’m not much of an outside person, i would be the type to stay inside and binge watch a comfort show..i like cloudy/rainy type weather aswell. i don’t really know any relationship habits but physical touch and gifts are my love language! my dream date would have something to do with stargazing. i love the stars and space in general. my appearance..i’m kinda tall, above average you could say, i have curly hair. my pronouns are he/they and i would like to be matched with someone from either haikyu or jujutsu kaisen! :)

hey hey hey!!

since you’re my first i’ll do both hq and jjk for you<33

your haikyuu match is: hajime iwaizumi!!

alright; my reason is because iwaizumi’s love language is DEF quality time so he would love nothing more than to sit inside during rainy weather and for you to read out loud to him!

that’s also why when you say that your dream date is to stargaze, he’s more than happy to spend hours with you!

and with your hobby to collect small little trinkets, he would think it’s precious that such small little knickknacks could mean so much to you, so much so that he’s always finding them in random places and bringing them home for you!

playlist

best friend - rex orange county

can i call you tonight? - dayglow

just the two of us - grover washington

tongue tied - group love

stunnin - curtis waters

also your trope is: mutual pining!

for years you missed the longing hazes iwaizumi would send your way, and the same thing for him to you. both your friends would see the lovesick puppy glances you’d give each other, and specifically how you’d never time it right so you’d never meet your eyes.

he say you always had your earbuds in, watching something or reading something, so he assumed that you were too wrapped up in academia for him, and you were worried that he, as an athlete, wouldn’t find you appealing because sports didn’t appeal to you as much as fictional words on a page did.

until one day boy your friends plan it perfectly. they decide they’re gonna gasp at the same time and say “he looked at you!” to make you FINALLY catch each other’s glances.

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your jjk match up issss......

PANDA!!

nah i’m just kidding

MEGUMI!!

(this moodboard works for both)

megumi has never been the most affectionate person, he just doesn’t know how to do that. his love language is physical touch and quality time. he’d love to stay in when it’s pouring and lay you on his chest so you can hold a book and you both can read it together.

he’s also really sappy so he’d always be bring you trinkets and he’d adore stargazing with you too!!

(playlist works here too<3)

your trope is: friends to lovers!

he was one of your closest friends, but you’ve always wanted him to be more to you. you basically acted like a couple, him escorting you places, hiding your hand, carrying your stuff, everything! mines the kisses though of course.

one day, your friends notices what’s happening and she goes up to him and absolutely chews him out. they accuse him of leading you on, and using you because he’s bored, and you interrupt to say that megumi doesn’t like you like that.

but he interjects. “well, actually...”

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thank you so much for reading, and thank you again so much for participating! we hope you have a bright future with your partner!

[miki-13]

RWBY Volume 7 Episode 13: The Enemy of Trust

Oh God, it’s already the season finale. After this, it’s a whole eight-ten months more before I do this again. How time flies.

That episode title and synopsis is chilling. Pun not intended.

Let’s do this thing.

- Opening!

- Tense dramatic music.

- JN(P)R fight!

- Whoo, here we go!

- Neo just backflips Nora with Hush!

- Grappling hooks!

- And that failed.

- Two v one now.

- Gimme that Oscar and Jaune teamwork!

- CHILD NO DON’T RUSH IN

- CANE FU FOR THE RELIC!

- YES PROTECT OSCAR WITH GRAVITY DUST SHIELD

- GOOD MILES LUNA

- AND OSCAR JUST GRABS HER BY THE LEGS YOU PRECIOUS CHILD

- OH SHIT AN ILLUSION

- Well crap, a guard.

- Oh Oscar looks and sounds so exhausted :(

- Winter and Penny v Cinder now!

- NOOOO DON’T TOUCH HER FIRE MELTS STEEL

- Oh it’s the grimm hand.

- Ice Nevermore!

- No one likes Atlas Elites.

- Cinder is certainly speaking from experience on hoarding power; she expected to hold her own forever but now has to struggle for it. Also clear Some Anvils Need To Be Dropped trope in effect.

- “And I refuse to starve.” Ooh, the emotion behind that.

- Penny to the rescue!

- Winter with TWO swords!

- Nice choreography and circling cam!

- Oh shit.

- OH SHIT SHE TOOK THEM RIGHT OUT OF THE BUILDING

- Those vocals in the background.

- Penny catching the flaming sword!

- Oh damn aerial battle!

- Your temper is showing, Cinder.

- And don’t fucking call Penny a toy!

- YES!

- Winter riding a Manticore is not something I thought I needed!

- This is so cool!

- Quick, summon another!

- OH FUCK THERE GOES HER AURA

- CATCH HER PENNY HURRY!

- PHEW!

- Nooo, don’t say that, Winter :’(

- Yes, we all disagree! Your life matters so fucking much, Winter!

- JNPR!

- Nooo, Oscar’s falling behind, someone help him dammit!

- More guards!

- Oh no.

- Oh nooo, he’s alone!

- OH FUCK SHE GOT HIM

- LEAVE THE FARM CHILD ALONE!

- Oh. It’s just Nora.

- … that’s not Nora.

- SHE GOT THE RELIC SHIT

- NO OSCAR D’:

- SHIT

- Oh that’s fucked but using Nora’s eyes to unsettle Ren is pretty smart.

- That look on his face.

- SHIT WHERE THE HELL IS NORA

- THERE’S NORA

- OH NO REN NO NO BABY D’:

- SHIT THERE’S NEO WHERE’S OSCAR

- Back to Cinder!

- Oh crap, Fria!

- Placing last bets for who gets the Winter Maiden power!

- :(

- NO SHE WAS NOT WAITING FOR YOU YOU FLAMING BITCH

- !

- Oh shit. Are you going to see Fria fight?

- “No. I had a job to do.” OH SHIT HERE WE GO

- HOLY SHIT SHE DOESN’T EVEN USE HER HANDS JUST RAW POWER TO KNOCK CINDER BACK

- OHHHH DAMN MAIDEN V MAIDEN BATTLE

- THAT LOOKS SO FUCKING INCREDIBLE THE WAY SHE SO CALMLY HARNESSES SUCH POWER

- THIS IS AN EXPERIENCED, BATTLE-HARDENED MAIDEN

- THE COLD IS ENOUGH TO HARM CINDER’S GRIMM HAND

- HOLY FUCK YES

- PENNY AND WINTER ARE HERE IT’S HAPPENING

- “That’s the power of a fully realized maiden.” YESSSSSSS IT ISSSS

- OH SHIT RIGHT WINTER HAS NO AURA AND THAT IS REALLY FUCKING COLD MAGIC

- Penny!

- Oscar’s back with JNR, thank goodness.

- Good Miles Luna. Also that “Don’t be” to Oscar’s “Sorry” is really sweet after Volume 6.

- Oh no. Oh Ren. But he’s not wrong.

- Ren, no. Don’t fucking say that.

- :(

- Pietro!

- The scrolls work again!

- Maria!

- Stealing airships again.

- SHIT

- GET BEHIND THE SHIELD

- OH NO OSCAR FUCK WHERE IS HE?!

- WHAT?! NO! GET THE HELL BACK HERE!

- Oh. Oh shit.

- Is this it?

- Come on Penny!

- Oh shit that’s a frozen leg- never mind.

- Fria… is she… aware?

- She’s so peaceful. She’s accepted everything and is ready.

- This is so sad. This power was made to help people but now…

- Damn that’s a lot of ice.

- “What’s your name?” !

- “Are you the one?” Oh man.

- Oh Penny…

- The vault. There’s James. He looks so sad, so tired.

- … that’s not Winter.

- Oh, it’s Oscar!

- … is that Oscar?

- Oh, okay. Part of me is relieved it’s still Oscar.

- Oh god. Oh, oh James :’(

- Our smaller, more honest soul.

- Does he intend to fight? Oscar doesn’t have much left, he’s leaning on the cane so much right now.

- Oh…

- Episode synopsis.

- !

- Oh James… and he’s not wrong either :’(

- This is amazing.

- Oh crap, Oscar’s getting closer to the edge!

- “Then you’re as dangerous as she is, James.” Oh shit.

- Just- just, damn.

- OH GOD NO

- NONONONONONONONONO

- SHIT CINDER’S BACK

- SHE’S NOT YOURS YOU FLAMING FRIGID BITCH

- HOLY SHIT WINTER

- OH DAMN SHE SOUNDS IN SO MUCH PAIN

- SHIIIIIT HERE WE GO

- IT GREW BACK WELL SHIT

-  OH SHIT HOW IS WINTER OKAY IS SOME OF HER AURA BACK OR WHAT

- THAT IS BLOOD

- RIP Fria…

- Penny is new Maiden!

- AAAGH OSCAR NO

- OZPIN!

- OZPINOZPINOZPINOZPINOZPINOZPIN!

- REACH IT COME ON YOU CAN DO IT!

- WINTER!

- DAMN THAT SHOULDER LOOKS PAINFUL

- HERE WE GO

- COME ON OSCAR!

- YES HE GOT IT!

- YEEEESSSSSSS MAIDEN PENNY

- OH SHIT IT’S TIME TO SEE WHAT “STORING TIME” MEANS!

- RUBY AND WEISS!

- GLOWING CANE

- SILVER EYES

- THAT YELL AND GREEN CRACKLING AURA/MAGIC

- Ozpin! He’s really here :’) But with a different voice?

- Where is Oscar falling now?

- Cinder’s gone but the rest are okay!

- Oh damn, Winter! Is she okay?

- She’s really pretty with her hair down…

- “What did you do?” She sounds so angry.

- Oh Penny…

- Qrow! Oh no…

- Robyn is awake!

- There’s Cinder again… she’ll be back.

- Oh damn that’s what the split means! Blake and Yang got away with Jaune, Ren and Nora, but Oscar, Ruby and Weiss have been left behind…

- Oh Ren…

- OH GOD CLOVER’S PIN STAINED IN BLOOD FUCK YOU ROOSTER TEETH FUCK YOU

- Robyn trying to comfort Qrow. Thank you for that.

- Oh Oscar’s falling off of AtlAS OH FUCK

- Oh no Winter…

- Oh Weiss ;___;

- Oh god the emotion in her voice I can’t

- Nevermind they’re not separated!

- Penny… what are you going to do?

- Aww.

- Shit, Cinder has the relic now.

- Oh boy…

- Oh geez…

- Watts is alive? How did James not kill him?

- What is that shadow?

- Oscar’s still falling PLEASE DO SOMETHING ANYONE

- YOOOO THE DOME FROM BEFORE

- DAMN RIGHT OZPIN IS BACK AND HE SAVED YOU I’M SO FUCKING HAPPY

- OH?

- Oh…

- Oh no.

- Oh no.

- That is a storm cloud.

- That is not a natural storm cloud.

- … that is a whale.

- Is it a whale?

- And there she is, new outfit and everything.

- Credits.

- This song is so beautiful.

And… that’s it. Volume 7 is over. What a ride.

[lyssaraiven]

Embarrassment

so i finally fucking finished this.. its for @naturallytom and @sunshinehollandd writing challenge to celebrate their milestones so the theme was disney channel movies and here it issss

warnings: idk not really anything.. kind of a sucking ending

words: 1572.. ik its a lot

Tony Stark decided to keep his daughter’s identity a secret since there was no doubt that they would have an issue because of the Avenger’s and how they manage to piss off a bunch of people that should never be pissed off (example; aliens). So, Y/N Stark went to Midtown High under the name Y/N Jackson, purposely so that Peter could unknowingly protect her if anything were to happen. 

Tuesday, April 7, 2014 in the Chemistry Lab in building 402 at Midtown High School was when everything, yet nothing seemed to change. 

Peter and Y/N were paired up for the biggest experiment of the year, and since the two of you were such geniuses, Ms. Ian let you work in a pair instead of a group of four. You moved to the seat in front of him and swiveled around to face him. 

“What’s up, Parker?” you asked Peter, as you chewed what seemed to be 9 million pieces of gum.

“Huh?” 

“Peter. How. Are. You? Are you okay?” You waved your hand in front of his face as his eyebrows knitted together and his nose scrunched up in an adorable- wait what? nevermind- 

“Oh! I-I’m okay I guess- Hey sorry about that I was um- you know what? I’m good thanks, h-how’re you?” Peter looked nervous, like really nervous, so nervous it was kinda cute- what the hell? You raised a brow and changed the subject, your face brightening as you talked about the experiment. 

After class, as Peter made his way to the lunchroom, you stopped him “Hey should we meet up or go to your place for the project, mine’s no good.”

“My place is good, can I get your number maybe? S-so I can text you about later.”

Your mouth quirked up into a grin as you spoke, “Damn Peter, already getting my number. I feel like I should get to know you first.” His face lit up and a smile formed, “Yeah well, that;s what tonight’s for, right?” 

“You got balls Parker. Later?” “Yeah, later.”

Happy picked you up down the street from school and drove you home to your family, the Avengers. When you were little, your mother passed away but before she died, you met your father and was left in his care after her passing. From there your ‘family’ grew with every new superhero joining the team. You trained with them, cooked for them, and talked about school over dinner like an actual family. 

When you got home, everyone you interacted with could tell you were in a good mood. Finally Thor, your best eating buddy, managed to get an explanation out of you. 

“I’m just happy I guess, I’m going to a friend’s house later though.” As if talking about him gave Peter some sort of sign, he finally text,

Hey

Hey

Here's my address: 20 Ingram st apt 508

Got it

“Hey Happy, we gotta go-” you started.

“Going where?” 

“Oh, hey dad, I’m going to my friend’s house to work on our chemistry project.” you said as you texted Peter again.

I’ll be there in like 15mins, kay?

Alrighty tighty

Are you like 5?

Yes. Yes I am

You beamed as you read that last text, but when you looked up at your dad your smile faded when he gave you a look like he was expecting something. You rolled your eyes and gave him details of what was happening. 

You kissed him on the cheek before walking in the elevator to have Happy drive you into Queens, “I’ll be home later, bye.” Tony and Thor gave a little wave as the doors closed. 

“The kid she’s hanging out with sounds familiar, I wonder if I know ‘em”

“Whatever, Parker. You’re a nerd.” 

“Hey you’re a nerd too!”

“Whatever, I’m pretty. Not that your not hot- but I’m pretty.”

“I’m hot?”

Your cheeks flushed red and pink as you realized what you said. “Yup! But, your like a hot that not everyone notices, but when they do, it turns out to be really obvious.”

“Okay, hey-”

You apologized as your phone rang, it was your dad. “Shit, I’ll be right back. ‘Hey daddy, what’s up.’

“Oh, nothing I was just wondering when my precious daughter was coming home”, he seethed.

“Yeah I’m on my way, just waiting for Happy, that’s all. Yup. So, I gotsta go, but I’ll see you at home, okay bye!” You knew Tony could tell you lost track of time since you were obviously nervous, lying not being one of your strong suits.

“Hey, so I gotta go, but I’ll see you around?”

“Yeah-yeah totally. Okay.” The two of you seemed to just stand there and be awkward until you got a text from Happy, saying he was there. 

“Alright, um bye. I guess.” “Yeah” Peter walked you to the door and you gave him a slight peck on the cheek as a goodbye.

……………………………………………………………………………………………

That Saturday, Peter was in the lab with Mr. Stark, working on a new prototype for his suit. Y/N wasn’t home so Tony let him come over and he was able to walk through the house without worry. While working on the suit, Tony made a remark on his strangely good mood. 

“What’s up kid, you look like you just had se-”

“Mr. Stark! I-It’s nothing, j-just some g-girl I was hanging out with a couple days ago. That’s it. That’s all. Nothing else.” Peter looked jittery and nervous, so Tony knew he must really like this girl. 

“Alright kid, just let me tell you, don’t get stuck in something that could ruin your life.” 

“O-okay.”

“So who is she?” 

“Mr, Stark!” Tony gave him a look, so Peter started to talk about Y/N. “Her name is Y/N Jackson, she has h/c hair and e/c eyes and she’s just really cool and pretty and we’re grouped together for a project in Chemistry.”

Tony’s jaw set as he heard you describe his daughter and he took one look into your eyes looking all dreamy-like and he was pissed beyond words. 

“Peter I’m gonna tell you once and only once. That girl is my daughter and you will never talk about her again or tell her who you are and you will not, I repeat, not date her or kiss her, or even  hug her. Got it. She’s off limits.” Tony looked at Peter with such hate in his eyes, it was surprising Peter wasn’t a pile of ashes already. 

“G-got it, sir.” “Good.”

……………………………………………………………………………..........

You and Peter ended up getting an A on their experiment, but for some reason he started ghosting you, and you were as confused as ever because you thought you and him were getting pretty flirty and you thought maybe you guys could be friends, or more. But you guessed Peter Parker wasn’t up for it, because he ignored your texts and waves in school, and he just always seemed to disappear when you were about to talk to him. 

After two weeks of the ghosting situation started happening, you got fed up and trapped him in the boys bathroom to talk. You seen him leave his calculus class, which was across the hall from your study class, and you followed him to the bathroom. You made sure when you walked in no one else was in there, and you waited. When Peter walked out the stall, he kept his head down to wash his hands, but when he looked up and saw you, fear crossed his features.

“Y-Y/N, uhm this is the boys bathr-” he started panicking, scared that Mr. Stark would find out and take away his suit and maybe end your life.

“I know. But I need to talk to you, and everywhere I go, you just disappear out of thin air. Poof.” You made hand gestures about his disappearing act, and Peter followed your hands, trying to avoid your eyes. “Listen Peter. What the fuck is up with you. I-I mean one second I’m amazing, and the next you’re embarrassed to be seen with me? What the hell?”

“Y/N,” Peter started, “I can’t talk to you. I was specifically told, no threatened, not to talk to you. Okay? And I’m sorry, but I like you but at the same time I don’t want your dad-”

“My dad! You know who my dad is? Who told you? Who are you? Did you know before we started to talk? Did you tell anyone? Peter answer!” Soon you would be screaming and no one wanted that, so Peter grabbed your hands, which were waving very close to his nose, and put them to your sides. 

“Your dad told me okay! I was in the lab with him, and he said I had a look, and so I told him about you and he told me to not interact with you, so I didn’t. And I didn’t tell anyone. I swear.”

“Are you sure?” It’s not like you don’t trust Peter, you were just checking, because girls told each other everything, and if you were the one to find out Peter Parker was Tony Stark’s son, you definitely would have to tell someone.

“Yes”

“Okay, good. I-I guess I’m gonna go so, bye” You were upset, and tears had welled up somewhere in your conversation, so you really just wanted to go home and cry into your pillow.

alr so i told u a sucky ending.. i just left it like that bc everytime i tried to add more it just started getting worse and worse so. thats it. bye

[thebardisabird]

*sings* TEENAGE MATSU PARENT PROBLEMS, TEENAGE MATSU PARENT PROBLEMS. Allow me to fulfill this request with absolute fucking GLEE! UNDER THE CUT!

Osomatsu She slinked down the stairs, trying her hardest to be quiet in heels. Her friends were parked around the corner, ready to round her up for the party they’d heard about across town. Peeking around the corner she exhaled in relief, her father not asleep on the couch like he normally was each at. Tip-toeing to the front door she barely wrapped her hand around the handle when it swung open. 

“I swear Choromatsu cheats evvvvvery time” Osomatsu griped drunkenly, “That’s the lassssst time I play rock, paper, scissors. Pulling rock all the time issss a fucking chump move.” He slammed the door behind him, much to his daughters surprise, “WHEN AM I GONNA WIN?!”  She covered her ears at his shouting, desperately trying not to make a sound, seeing as how he didn’t seem to notice her there. The door clicked open quietly, but just as she pulled it open once more, a hand clapped onto her shoulder. His daughter was spun around, Osomatsu donning a serious, sobered look as he shut the door softly.  “Your uncle maaaaay be an idiot,” he slurred, “But that doesssn’t make me one, kid. Immediately she went to pout “Ughhh but Daaaaad my friends- “ “Nope!” he cut her off, “Don’t wanna hear it. Upstairs you go.”  She huffed, stomping up the stairs with her fists balled at her sides. “And burn those clothes!” Osomatsu called after her, “In fact, we’re going to the nun store tomorrow!” His head hurt thinking about how fast his daughter growing and he wasn’t ready to deal with her already trying to sneak out and wear adult’s clothes so soon. What a nun store was, he didn’t know, but at the moment he was too drunk to care.  Karamatsu  Abruptly was how he woke, lyrics snapping into his thoughts with haste. Karamatsu slipped quietly out of bed, the goal to tip toe his way to his study so he could scrawl his words out before they left his memory. He made it down the hall and downstairs, almost passing the kitchen before a hint of movement caught his eye.  Turning his head, he caught his daughter, clad in a bodycon dress and booties trying to quietly undo the locks of the backdoor. Immediately his brows dropped in a serious stare, arms folding at the sight of his daughter,  “And just where does my little firefly think she’s going at such a late hour?”  His daughter yelped, not expecting anyone to be awake so late. She peered shakily over to her father, who was leaning against the wall. His expression was what she liked to call his ‘mafia face’ -  because that look seemed like it could kill.  “D-Daddy! I...was...”  Dammit. Nothing came to her on the fly.  “Surely my precious, good-natured, angel of a daughter wasn’t about to leave the safety of her home to go gallivanting into the night wearing next to nothing, was she?” He cocked an eyebrow, stern look still hardening his features.  She’d been caught. No denying that now. Taking her hands off the door she sighed in defeat, “No, Daddy...”  He pushed up off the wall to let her pass him, “Good! Then get some rest sweetheart, you’ll spend tomorrow morning polishing my guitars with me!”  Her face sunk, “Daddy you have like 50 of them!”  Karamatsu snapped his fingers as he walked toward his study, guffawing on the way, “Then you should sleep soon, you’ll need your energy!” 

Choromatsu  Dressed in a miniskirt and crop top, she peered around the corner to find the living room dark. She had plans to meet up some friends up the block, who, funny enough, had the person she liked with them. Nearly squealing at the thought of getting to spend a little time with her crush, she shuffled over to the door. As quickly as she’d managed to get the thing open, she still heard the faint click to her left.

A light came on - and under it was the half-illuminated face of her father, sitting calmly with a hand folded into his lap. His glasses held a menacing sheen under the artificial lighting and she paled at the sight.  “It’s 2:30 in the morning.” Choromatsu said flatly. Aware she couldn’t see it, his eyes narrowed in fatherly irritation. Wearing something that barely covered her legs and heading out in the middle of the night? Unacceptable.  She stood there like a dear in headlights, “U-Um...hi, Dad?”  Choromatsu pinched the bridge of his nose, “I mean...I don’t think this even bares mentioning, but you know you’re grounded right?”  The exasperated expression she paid him reminded him of his own in his younger days. She groaned in frustration and headed back to her room, trying not to cry in the process. He watched her trudge back, faintly catching her mumble about meeting someone she liked, and he instantly felt bad for his daughter. He hated being the stern out of the parents, but it always seemed to end up that way. Choromatsu sighed, a father’s responsibility wasn’t always a fair or easy one...and watching her get older was sometimes hard. It felt like just yesterday she was dancing with him to one of his old Nyaa-chan singles. How time flies. Choromatsu promised himself he’d be lighter on the topic when they’d awake the next day, but in the meantime...

From under his lap he pulled the latest volume of the manga he was invested in. In this situation it was easier for him to seem like he was an overly concerned parent than to really explain why he was awake in the living room so late.

Ichimatsu  This wasn’t going to be easy. She donned a black dress, short enough to show off enough skin to catch some eyes on the dance floor she planned to tear up. Hoping the hue of her ensemble would cloak her in darkness, she trudged on. Up and out of her window, sliding down a makeshift rope and landing quickly on her feet. Cat-like reflexes handed down in her blood-line - she had to be thankful for that much. Brushing off some stray debris, she walked steadily out toward the side of the house,  being careful that her boots didn’t catch on anything. She was nearly down the block when a soft noise caught her attention.  Blinking, she was immediately startled at the feeling of something brushing against her calf. Looking up at her was a small tabby, green eyes shining against the moonlight and tail upright at friendly attention. She bit her lip, gently willing the creature away.  “Shoo, little one, shoo! If Daddy hears you...”  A headrub to her ankle was the response, before a quick meow sounded from it. Her fingers grazed behind its ears to appease it. She heard the soft purr of adoration, before the cat’s ears pricked up and soon it dashed from her side.  Strange... Careful steps were taken in the direction she was heading, until just around the corner a figure turned. Her unaware status lead her to smack right into the person, and she quickly mumbled out an apology until she looked up. Staring directly down at her was none other than her father, whose pissed off aura was already coming off in great waves. She whimpered innocently, the frown behind his mask VERY visible.  “P-Papa, I’m so-” “We’re going home.”  How did he even know she was out here?!  Again, the soft meow she heard earlier chimed from behind Ichimatsu’s leg, emerald sheen almost human-like when they narrowed. She silently shot the cat a dirty look, ‘You snitch!’ Looking up at her livid father, she switched her gaze to mimic sad kitten eyes. He drew back slightly, his daughter knew how to play on his weakness. It was hard to be as threatening with her when all he sees is his little girl. The same little girl who looked almost grown up, and it was killing him to think so much time had passed. Still...she was too young for whatever she thought she could accomplish here, and he had a job as her father to make her at least aware that there were rules.  “Tch...” Ichimatsu tapped on her forehead with a knuckle. He leaned down, lowering himself to eye level with his daughter “I have eyes and ears everywhere. Be smart to never forget that before you think of bright ideas like this one.” With that, he brushed past her, leading the way back home. She followed without another word, a quick shudder leaving her. Ichimatsu being lenient with her wasn’t uncommon, but in this particular case, she knew it was because the lecture she’d get in the morning from her mother was going to be far, far worse.  Jyushimatsu A run for it. That was the only way she knew how to make it out if she wanted to go this party. In her short shorts and crop top she dashed out of the house, converses barely making it on her feet. She peeked over her shoulder from time to time, thankful she was alone in her running. That was...at least until she heard a familiar wild laugh. In the distance she heard the quick footsteps of her father chasing after her.  “Shitshitshitshitshit” she chanted, picking up speed, as she rounded the corner. The agility nearly knocked her off balance, but she continued down the streets of Akatsuka, nipping corners and cutting through backyards to evade her speedy parent. She’d taken a great deal after Jyushimatsu, and he almost felt proud - if he wasn’t so angry. Hands pressed to the concrete, she’d made the mistake of turning down a straight lined road. He kicked off, his expression dropping into a thin line as his arms swung at his sides to aid his sprinting. She was easily swept off her feet, Jyushimatsu’s arm catching around her middle and holding her under his armpit like a bag of rice. He skidded to a stop, and huffed out a quick exhale before his exaggerated grin returned. “Haha! Thought you could sneak out!” he laughed, “Dad’s gotcha!”  She flailed slightly in his strong grip, “Aww c’mon Dad, I wasn’t gonna be gone long!”  He looked down at her, smile still in tact, but his eyes stretching to cat-like wideness, “It’s 3 in the morning. The only place you should be is in bed.”  She shrunk back nervously, only to finally bow her head with a groan, “Yes, Daaaaad”  Jyushimatsu lifted his head once more, childlike laughter sounding like cruel mockery, “Ahaha, oh man you have no idea how grounded you are!”  Todomatsu  She was hesitant about meet her friends, but they’d finally convinced her to come out with them around 1 am so she could go dancing with them. Donned in a bustier and highwaisted jeans, she took her pumps in her hands as she slid down the hallway. Paying especially careful to her parents bedroom as she passed, she almost had a heart attack when the soft sound of buzzing filled the air. She clapped a hand over her back pocket, willing the noise to stop - trying desperately to stifle it.  ...Only the noise wasn’t coming from her phone.  “Cute outfit...” a voice taunted sarcastically. Looking over her shoulder she caught the barely lit face of her father, unamused look on his face.

Shit...so the buzzing came from him. Should’ve known, the way he’s attached to that thing.  “You’re fucking nuts if you think, A: you’re going out wearing nothing but a bra, B: that you’re going out at all!” Todomatsu yelled, arms going up in anger. “It’s like 1 in the morning, there’s literally nothing you should be doing right now but sleeping, are you kidding?!”  “Ughhh Daddy, okay, I’m sorry!” she retorted, rolling her eyes. He watched her stomp back toward her room, his eyes narrowing in annoyance, “Yeah, you should be! About to have me up all night worrying about you?! Ridiculous!”  She sighed as she listened to her father drone on, jumping near out of her skin when his fist tapped the door, “You’ll thank me when you’re in your twenties and then all you’ll ever wanna do is sleep!”  Her head hit her pillow, a loud groan escaping her as he continued. “Oh my God, Daddy go to bed!” she whined.  Sneaking out was not worth this. 

[darke15]

Hello Anna!!!!!!! @itsarussian

im always late on the weekend, sowwyyy

issss ohhhhtayyyyy 🖤

iTS FLUFFITY TIME BABYYYY

yahhhhhhhssssss

and they're togher and they're babies and they're cuties AND RIGHT THEY'RE NAKED AND OOF SCARS

🤫🤫🤫

and they're back to the snuggle session... ahhhh to snuggle against bucky... what a dream

ughhhhhh i wannttt it

all this lying oof "You could have gone on for hours, digging yourself into a grave. Word by word. Foot by foot." the Talk is going to break my heart.. how could you lie to a golden retriver like bucky HOWWW AAA this is so asdfghjkl

😬😬😬

ahhhh to have my winterwidow little nteractions :3

saaaaaameeeeee

duke and jake are so cute together they make my heart go SHGAKFHDKASHG theyre in ny to get a little romantic pause from work and to think about the wedding righ ritgh??...

😳😳😳 yeahhhhhhhhhh the wedding....

well romanticwhileworking, ugh. They all need some time to get a vacation, somewhere they can chill out without truble coming their way.. maybe like the moon? Mars??

so trueeeeeee

ah yes, we cant forget about villainsbitchboiapprentice.. going around in cirles?... like a fly?! ...what the dipshit doin'?

hims a sneaky bean

"No. He didn’t need to know. Everything would be fine as long as he didn’t know. As long as none of them knew. " right, yeah... keep telling yourself that..

😏😏😏

boone and ghost whisper yelling at each other AHAHAH

the thought entertains me

" “How’d you get him out of the states?” Natasha asked. She was looking over the two of you skeptically, her eyes studying you carefully. " so nat is still trying to piece everything, shes not entirely convinced about ghostie eheh

heheheheeeeee 😏

...ghana... ghana??? What are you hiding, Darke?!?!? im scared

I ain't hiding nothing! I gots nothing up my sleeves *TS&TS S3 plans fall to the ground*

OH HI PETEEEE he's so happy to finally know the mysterious avenger, look at him being precious

Peter is precious and will be protected at all costs

We get a pause on the angst with some long awaited fluffity fluff 🥰 but its also quite strange to read a Battle Scarred chapter without the anxiety of bad things happening.. lol Loved it so mich!! 💖

Right? I'm still not quite used to writing fluff again, i guess I need some more practice. Thank you so much Anna!!! 🖤🖤🖤

Chapter 67 // RETROUVAILLE

┍━━━━━━━━ ★ ━━━━━━━━┑

The words leaped from your mouth easily. A well-placed web of lies stringing together like a chain. 

The look on Bucky’s face as he relaxed and smiled and nodded along as you painted the story kept you going. It became elaborate. Instead of adventures with Boone and Duke, it was with the Roper twins. Instead of long talks with Turner and Belov, it was with Amma. Instead of fighting Wraith, you had an argument with Hank. Instead of the house being blown apart by bullets and soldiers, a raging windstorm had blown through. 

You told him about the early sunrises you caught and the late nights you spent alone, leaving out the fact it was on a secret base and not in New Eden. 

And he’d chime in, either with questions or little stories he’d forgotten to tell you.

And you’d smile along with him. It wasn’t lost on you that he was wholeheartedly telling you the truth while you were lying through your teeth. 

You could have gone on for hours, digging yourself into a grave. Word by word. Foot by foot.

┕━━━━━━━━ ★ ━━━━━━━━┙

Chapter 67 // RETROUVAILLE

✪ Bᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ Sᴄᴀʀʀᴇᴅ : Aғᴛᴇʀᴍᴀᴛʜ

♜♠ Tʜᴇ Sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ & Tʜᴇ Sᴘʏ

⧗ Tʜᴇ Rᴇᴅ Rᴏᴏᴍ

» Jᴏɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇ sɪᴅᴇ Tᴀɢʟɪsᴛ

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lmao the gloriousssssss swelling music and shivaay’s smile as he looks at the chawl waala ghar. let’s see how long this lasts. 🙄🙄🙄

pfffft, overconfidence AND cheesy. bhaari padne waala hai beta. bohut bhaari padne waala hai. 😌😌😌

this house is neither of your’s; it belongs to my son sahil. 😶😶😶

yupppp aaand he’s failed right as he stepped into the house. told you, you were gonna suck at this billu. 😙😙😙

standard complaint about lack of AC. 🙄🙄🙄

CACKLING AT BILLU TRYING TO GET THE FAN TO GO FASTER BY PHOONKING AND WAVING AT IT. 😂😂😂

his hair is already beginning to lose its height in the humidity. 😆😆😆

“kisko dhoond rahe hai? main idhar khadi hoon!” 

ugh she’s soooo cute! 😍😍😍

this filmy fucker and his titanic waala pose. 🤐🤐🤐

isko toh bas bahaana chahiye chance maarne ke liye. so damn cheesy. 🙈🙈🙈

my favt. bit about this is her ear to ear grin. she’s sooooo happy. and if anika’s happy, i’m happy. 😇😇😇

rudra saying he’s the only one who’s ever experienced poverty in this family. i know he’s going to say incredibly enraging and am already debating whether to fwd. 😒😒😒

yup. he’s talking about how his pocket money of 25k is “chillar”. lord help me, i want to fucking climb into the screen and slap him. 😑😑😑

OMFG THE 25K IS PER WEEK. OK THAT’S IT, IMMA KICK HIS ASS. 😠😠😠

same, bhavya. fucking #same. 

HAHAHAHAHA HE THINKS HER SALARY AS A GOVT EMPLOYEE IS ABOUT 60 to 70 LAKHS. OH MY GOD THE RICH ARE TRULY FUCKING CLUELESS AREN’T THEY????? 😂😂😂

yaaaas bhavya, challenge his privileged ass. 😠😠😠

“25,000 kya, 25 crore bolti” - in one week. sure, son. sure. what are you even qualified for again? oh that’s right, NOTHING. like, at least shivaay and om EARN their money based on skill and knowledge. 😒😒😒

pft, i want to see this little shit work his fingers to the bone to earn that 25k (maybe even fail.) like rudy boy i love you and all, but you a hella spoilt brat and could do with a serving of humble pie. 😡😡😡

meanwhile billu is faced with a challenge of just dal and chawal for the day. no fancy ass asparagus and cheeses and what not. 😊😊😊

LENTIL SOUP. RISOTTO. OMFG THIS PRETENTIOUS ASSHOLE. MY GOD I HATE RICH PEOPLE SO MUCH. 😣😣😣

lollllllllllll he’s asking for the cooking range. and microwave. 🙄🙄🙄

he just called the stove “antique”. lord above. 

“on karke toh dikhaaiye!” *snort* 

god, he’ll probably blow up the damn house. 😬😬😬

back to rikara interrogating shady naukar. 

why do they keep at it with this ridiculous candy trick when the fucking vfx are soooooooooooo badddddd???? 😣😣😣

CHUBBY’S BACK! hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii chubby! i missed you! 😄😄😄

lmaoooo chubby is serving up some realness about rudra’s absolute nithallapan in the way only BFFs can. 🤣🤣🤣

OH GOD HE’S GOING TO BECOME A PLUMBER. OBEROI MANSION KAB PAANI KE NEECHA GAYA, YEH POOCHO. 😟😟😟

meanwhile, what has this mister managed to make with just dal and chawal? 😶😶😶

he’s looking hella proud. hopefully this time it’s edible and not like the pav bhaji. please tell me he actually put haldi mirch etc and didn’t just avoid all that to make this “low sodium”. 😑😑😑

if the house has been bandh for this long, how has this ONE rose survived? is it the cursed rose from the beauty and the beast? 🙄🙄🙄

OH MY GOD HE’S PUTTING THE ROSE BETWEEN HIS TEETH HE’S TOO FUCKING CHEESY I FUCKING CANT 🙈🙈🙈🙈

oh thank god. insaano waala khaana banaya hai. 😌😌😌

he can’t even the handle the mirchi in his own cooking. what a naazuk billu. 🙀🙀🙀

he’s laughinggggg about how she threw pocheee waala paani at himmmmm when he came here the first second time! my god, what a changed man! 😧😧😧

haha, her cackling at how he tore his pants last janmashtami. what a cutieeeeeeeee. 😚😚😚

paanika paani phenkne se paani pilaane tak graduate ho gayi hai. waah, kya growth hai. 😊😊😊

pooooor khanna. naukri bhi toh rakhni hai usse. uske naam pe kya kya jhelna pad raha hai. ek shivaay kam tha, ki yeh idiot bhi sar pe chadhne laga? 😒😒😒

OMFG CHUBBY ACTUALLY HAS AN ELEPHANT (for ganesh chaturti???) SHAVED INTO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD. JUST WHEN I THOUGHT HE COULDN’T GET AWESOMER…. 😯😯😯

yo wtf, is that their murtiiiii that’s just chillin’ back there, as if not stolen? 😶😶😶

ok uncleji here has a lot of past waale issues with oberois. dadaji oberoi toh abhi duniya mein bhi nahi rahe, why are you even holding on to this grudge? 😕😕😕

oufffff i don’t even wanna watch rudra’s nonsense. 😣😣😣

bhavya looks hella cute today. i like her outfit (on her.) 

BHAVYA IS LITERALLY LIKE 

HE DOESN’T HAVE EVEN HAVE TOOLS OR ANYTHING TO FIX THIS ISH. WHAT IS HE GOING TO DO, FIX IT WITH THE POWER OF HIS MIND???????? 😒😒😒

oh boy, apni chiraiyya is all up in arms. girl chill. 🤐🤐🤐

omkara is like dude, dadaji oberoi ne toh apni ticket kab ki kataa li. you can sort out your issues with him when you meet him in the parlok. gimme my murti please, coz my poor horny brother can’t get married without it. 

when bae won’t stop trash-talking and getting in the face of dudes literally 6 times her size 

“lekin TUMSE badhkar nahi.” 

HAAAAAAAAAYE. MERA SWEETKARA. 😘😘😘

why won’t people let my poor sweet pacifist-kara live?? 😭😭😭

RUDRA LITERALLY TAKING ONE PIECE OF CLOTHING AT A TIME AS HE WALKS BACK AND FORTH FROM THE TAP, WHICH BTW, HAS NOW SPILLED ENOUGH WATER TO SOLVE THE MAHARASHTRA DROUGHT CRISIS. 😤😤😤

OMFG I CAN’T DEAL WITH THIS STUPIDITY. FWDING. 

omki must defeat sadde hue uncleji ka pottaaaa in kushti. please to make an appearance, balram! 

LMAOOOOOOOOOO OM’S FACE. that’s a face screaming “oh shit oh shit oh shit. my sculptor waale guns are good enough for the chote-mote gunde of bareilly and mumbai. i can’t deal with actual pehelwan omg.” 

this balram looks related to apna khanna, no? 🤔🤔🤔

GOD. NAAM KHOON KHAANDAAN KA VAASTA IDHAR BHI. HONESTLY OM, I THOUGHT YOU WERE BETTER THAN THIS. 😣😣😣

i need to know what eyeliner shrenu uses, and how it stays in place and doesn’t smudge even a little! 😧😧😧

why’s the POTTAAA calling his grandfather “TAUJI”? 😕😕😕

oh goddddddddd omkiiiiiiiiii, whyyyyyyyyyy????? BABY YOU’RE A LOVER, NOT A FIGHTER. (esp. without the backup of your two brothers.) 😣😣😣

lmaooooooooooo dadiiiiii won’t believe that rudra repaired the tap. 😂😂😂

ek nalka kya theek kar diya aise itraa raha hai jaise nobel prize jeeta ho plumbing ke liye. 🙄🙄🙄

lmao “dekho dadi, baat aisi hai ki rishtedaari apni jagaah pe, professional cheez apni jagah. baat ghar ki hai toh chaliye, 10,000 dijiye.” 🤣🤣🤣

“dadi chalo aapas mein niptaa lete hai, bhavya ko beech mein mat lao.” “kyun na laaon? tuney toh loot machchaa rakhi hai, toh police ko beech mein laana hi padega.”

hahahaha loving dadi today 😆😆😆

can’t believe this idiot got more money for putting plumber’s tape on a leaky tap THAN BILLU GOT FOR THE WHOLE DAY. COME ON. AND THERE’S TWO OF THEM THERE. THE FUCK, DADI?!!? 😣😣😣

ok kinda sweet how he gave her his pehli kamaai. 😌😌😌

but omg i haaaaate their theme music and this weird zooming into their eyes nonsense so much. fuck this entire relationship. it gives me too much michmichiiiii. 🤢🤢🤢

lmaooo pooorrrrr tiny bulbul trying to push omkara, but he’s not even budging. it’s fucking adorable how tinyyyyyyy she issss. 😆😆😆

OUFF OMKI. 🤦🏽‍♀️🤦🏽‍♀️🤦🏽‍♀️🤦🏽‍♀️

oh great, these fuckers get this akad and tadi and sheer bullheadedness genetically from dadaji oberoi. 😒😒😒

shivaay trying to motivate himself to sleep. snort. 😆😆😆

ugh, anika’s tooo damn cute. 😭😭😭😭😭😭 #tooGood #tooPure

“tumhe neeche sota hua dekh main upar kaise so sakta hoon?” 

you were fine with it for the past half hour or so, lol. 🙄🙄🙄

idgi tho, she used to have a nice big four poster bed that sahil and she used to share? where’d that go??? 🤔🤔🤔

“aap bohut badal gaye hai.” 

*happy sigh* 😍😍😍😍😍

lolllllllllll literal cold shower on billu as he gets his armaaan up. 😂😂😂

“raining inside the house!”

LMAO “IT’S CALLED RAIN WATER HARVESTING!!!!” YEAH OK BOO. 😆😆😆

ugh such cute. her smile lights up my damn life. 😍😍😍😍

oh no. andheraaaaaaa. 😣😣😣

ok the hug is awkward af. why does she have to bend to like, half his height and hug him like that?????? just hug normally???? 😟😟😟

he didn’t even do the standard candle adhering process of dripping the wax onto the surface and sticking the candle into it. pft. ameer ppl. used to having candle sticks and all. (vaddde log, vaddi vaddi baatein.) 😕😕😕

how did he suddenly grow taller? 😕😕😕

oooooh finally, backstory to the andhera ka darr. 

oh my heart. she was regularly beaten in the dark when she was in the orphanage. i can’t. my baby. my precious girl. *holds her for all eternity* 😥😥😥😭😭😭😭😭

“shivaay singh oberoi suraj hai. aur jinke paas suraj hota hai, unhe andheron se darrne ki koi zaroorat nahi. main tumhari zindagi mein itni roshni bhar doonga ki andhere ke liye jagah nahi bachegi.” 

i mean that’s nice and all, but you literally threw your relationship in the fire and burnt it all down after you promised her this the last time. so excuse me if i’m not awwwwwing over this heartfelt speech of yours. i have enough trust and abandonment issues for both anika and me to side eye you rn. 😑😑😑

omki’s taking out all his latent rage issues on that chor of a naukar. 

OK I WANT YOU TWO TO BE DOING AN ENTIRELY DIFFERENT TYPE OF “WRESTLING” IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. 😏😏😏😏

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, LOOKS LIKE MY MAN READ MY MINDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😄😄😄😄😄