#call it the former gifted kid syndrome

[generic-sonic-fan]

I was reading “Complex Inquires” and I wanted to shout out one of my favorite lines so far! “The laugh had been a perfect imitation of Sonic’s. It hadn’t been aware that it still possessed the data for that.” Anyway, it reminded me of the OVA metal sonic and how metal was made from Sonic’s (dna?,data?, whatever) and was becoming like sonic near the end of the movie. What are your thoughts on it? For me, just the thought of Sonic’s personality being so fundamental to metal personality’s and that metal is simultaneously sonic and not sonic is so intriguing to me.

First of all, thank you so much for reading!! This ask honestly made my day. I'm so happy that's one of your favorite lines. It's one of mine too.

If you've been reading Complex Inquiries, you'll know that my version of Metal Sonic does not think of itself as Sonic, even going so far as to refer to itself by the name "Unit MS-1" instead of "Metal Sonic". And this kind of plays into my own personal interpretation of Metal Sonic, which is different than how canon and most fanon interprets things.

See, I don't think Metal Sonic is Sonic. Not in the slightest. Not even in the OVA, where Metal is explicitly made from an exact copy of Sonic's data, so much so that they have a mental link. Metal Sonic isn't Sonic.

Even if Metal Sonic is based piece-by-piece off of Sonic's data, he's still a different person due to the circumstances of his creation. A Sonic that is controlled by Eggman, that has Eggman's code in his brain, just isn't the same person as the original Sonic, especially if they both exist simultaneously. Those different experiences make Metal a unique individual. This is why I don't find the "Metal Sonic is Sonic roboticized" theory personally compelling: does it really matter who Metal Sonic used to be, if what he is now is completely different from our organic boy in blue?

And to say something even more controversial- I'm personally not a fan of interpretation that Metal Sonic thinks he's the original or that he would even want to be the original Sonic if given the opportunity. Not in a literal sense, anyway. I just don't think that Metal could ever want to become the very thing that he's programmed to despise. Sonic is a pathetic organic while Metal is of superior design. Sonic is a "hero" who cares about "saving people", while Metal has no such weaknesses. There's a very distinct line that Metal draws between Sonic and himself. It's almost a necessity given how much of Metal's identity revolves around killing him.

Rather, it's the role that Sonic has that Metal covets so badly. In Metal's perfect world, Sonic never existed at all- only Metal. Only Metal to be the fastest thing alive, the strongest, the best. No one would mention Sonic. No one would make the comparison, because there is no comparison to be made. Everyone would finally recognize that Metal is not a faker, or a copy, or a failure, or-

It's not about "being Sonic".

It's about being free from Sonic.

Which, I don't know about you, sounds to me an awful lot like an individual clawing for his own sense of identity in the shadow of the person he was made to imitate.

It is also something that you couldn't waterboard out of Metal Sonic if you tried.

[imanopossum]

my henry headcanons 🗣️ don’t be surprised if i update and edit this post as i come up with more so feel free to check back in every so often!!

-autism 🔥🔥🔥this one’s fairly obvious and widely agreed upon though even my MOM said he was autistic 😭😭😭

-his favorite art medium is charcoals

-if he was in band he would play oboe, and piano in front ensemble during marching season. i’m a band kid and i say so. oboes are all gifted kids but you can’t march oboe on the field and let’s be honest henry would not survive summer band practices unless he was in front ensemble who dont have to march

-epilepsy, specifically a subtype called psychogenic nonepileptic seizures or PNES. this subtype is seizures that are caused by psychological distress or ptsd. fairly self explanatory

-asthma, this one just feels right i have no evidence but i feel it in my balls

-he loves ovaltine. evidence: captain midnight sponsored ovaltine in commercials, think ralphie and his annie cipher in a christmas story, also bc he had captain midnight ciphers

-he would always win at hide and seek with alice, he is thin and lanky and would have no issue hiding in some tight little spot where alice wouldn’t find him

-former gifted kid (relatable), shadow brenner in the vr game and louis himself said henry is “too smart for his own good”. his strongest subjects are biology math and literature

-he subconsciously habitually rubs at the scar on his hand. (ahaha i do that. i’m totally not projecting guys)

-picky eater, virginia does not gaf and continues to cook stuff she knows he doesn’t like

-he’s actually an animal lover bc he clearly loved the puppy he got for his seventh birthday and he was petting claudia’s cat before the mind flayer made him kill it and was so sad when he accidentally killed the rat that he actually hugged brenner like what bro was that desperate for comfort he hugged his abuser (stockholm syndrome.)

-besides captain midnight his favorite superhero would obviously be spider-man

-he’s a pisces (emotionally intuitive, sensitive, artistic, intelligent) tbh a fall or winter birthday feels more right for him and february seems pretty fitting CHAT I NEED THEM TO TELL US WHAT HIS BIRTHDAY IS I MUST KNOW I DONT EVEN CARE IF IM WRONG I JUST NEED TO KNOW

-he’d listen to hozier, melanie martinez (anyone ever notice crybaby and henry align almost exactly. abusive home-> trapped in a facility-> dying?/transformed into something nonhuman), ethel cain, pink floyd, poor mans poison

-he would get a coverup spider tattoo over the 001

[zeravmeta]

absolutely fully respect the pokemon masters canon of cyrus literally held at the ear for his redemption in the sense that he feasibly can just enact his world reset plan but because hes on Friendship Therapy The Island he is pouting in a sunchair with a drinkable coconut in hand and all his former enemies are happy to see him and he Can't get mad about it because that would obviously mean giving into his human spirit and thats bad and he'll be damned if he lets those kids see him like this. all while hes goth married to cynthia (begrudgingly (mutual)) and the only friends he as a 28 year old has are either literal ten year olds that he is smug about looking cool to, his cult army of idiot followers that he acts like a nanny to, or the italian mafia boss (and the italian mafia boss' gang of other bosses) he maybe had a fling with once?

all that said. i still utterly adore platinum/generations cyrus where he was so mad about being able to be mad that hes still malding in the distortion realm and he hasn't left since. literally everything is pushing him to a redemption arc right at the very end but LIKE HELL will he ever admit that maaaaaybe the wider concept of human emotions weren't the problem and he just needs some normal ass therapy. giratina likes its new roommate though! way nicer than the other blond arceus guy who screamed at him and called him a coward :(. his skeleton is in the corner though cyrus so dont worry about tripping on it. if platinum ever gets a proper remake cyrus will be one of the villa npcs and he will literally just mope around in akaris house. someone give this man a job he has 15 phds and gifted kid burnout syndrome.

[elina-sakura]

💜🔎Yuma Kokohead Headcanons🔍💜

His casual aesthetic outside of his detective uniform are academia and goth (mainly pastel goth)

His favorite colors are indigo and lavender, but he likes any colors that are night palette

He loves to play retro games (since they’re the only ones he can afford with his own budget)

He enjoys detective novels alongside any mysteries and thrillers

He likes to research on the supernaturals and mythology since he learned about Shinigami and the Book of Death

His sexuality is pan arospec Orchidsexual (is fine to be in a queerplatonic relationship)

He has an interest in chalk art and watercolor, and draws as like a coping mechanism from all the anxieties and trauma he went through

His age range is young adult and would be 19-21 (age will change depending on the fics I make)

He is confirmed to be a Gemini

He is the most vulnerable of the group when it comes to the rain, ranging from sluggish to a full-on fever if he does not take the right equipment or slow down once in a while

He has a number of journals he uses for doodling, investigation, poetry writing, and venting (that last part had to be suggested by the NDA)

He has an anxiety disorder

He likes to wear fuzzy socks when asleep or when he’s off-duty

He’s not good at cooking, but he is good at baking (or at least making the food look appealing)

He may be good at making sweets though

He likes to have sweets when on break or relaxing, but when on-duty or stress, he prefers some bitterness like Black Coffee

Now for Game Spoilers, but only check it out until you played the entire game!!

You cannot tell me Yuma doesn’t have “gifted kid syndrome!” The fact he became the leader of the WDO, a highly privileged detective organization, so young with so much regulations on him must have really did a number on him even if he handled it well

His first name really is Yuma, but he had to forgo it when he became “Number One.” Now he goes by Yuma Kagutsuchi after Makoto Kagutsuchi

Because yes, I like to believe Yuma sees Makoto as his ‘brother,’ or at least family since they come from the same DNA, so he takes after his surname so people (and especially Makoto) would know they are family

After the Restricted Area traverse, Yuma now hates any zombie media out there (especially zombie films), it just triggers him too much

He likes to affectionately call Makoto “Mako,” which means sincerity in Japanese, so their first name is of the same length

Before Yuma got his memories back, he actually has acted unconsciously similar to his former self, like being poetically jaded or having a bit of “gifted kid syndrome”

He has managed to have his anxiety under control as Number One, but in his amnesiac state and when he gets his memories back, it begins to surface more

He likes to do poetic inner monologue during cases in order to calm his anxiety; it even remained when he had amnesia

He has a key charm necklace that matches Shinigami’s aesthetic to hold onto some form of remembrance of her, even if he doesn’t remember her

He is canonically a cat lover

Yuma actually believed he was aromantic for the longest time, but once he starts developing relationships with others he decides to consider himself arospec

He has various scars from his time as a survivor of a war, a WDO detective, and being Number One (some on the back and the front torso) and a gun wound from one of his shoulders

He (and Makoto to an extent) are bad at cooking because they were never taught how and never bothered to learn for themselves since they are always on the move and working

[seokjinsonlyone]

Ari hi! This thought just came to me. You know those “this is what your bias says about you” yeah I think you should do that! Like I literally love your headcanons and takes on members so I think you’d kill this too! I know you’re a working woman, getting your bag and all so no rush with this or even if you didn’t want to, its all good! Lol

first of all THANK YOOOUUU crazy the amount of faith you have in me 🤪 it's funny bc when i first read this i was like i don't even know if i'm capable of that but then immediately after my lil brain started churning SO

this is what i think your bias says about you:

jin: chaotic and unserious; like really just be doing stuff just to do it; treats life like a social experiment probably; don’t take yourself or anything really too serious; but at the end of the day you handle your bidness; big proponent of rest and relaxation; got a rebellious spirit like you really just have a level of autonomy that you have to have like you bend where you can but if you can’t you don’t; you’re probably hot like even if you’re not physically you got that hot state of mind

yoongi: you got issues <333 like you’re probably mentally ill in one way or another; you probably have an rbf; you know exactly what you wanna do and you gonna make it happen one way or another like there’s just a tenacity about you that makes things work; you probably always late; you’re as soft as you are sharp like you got a big heart and you’re not afraid to show it but at the same time you not about to sit up there and be treated any kind of way; you probably always up to something be plotting and scheming sometimes it amounts to something 

hobi: you’re loud and energetic like there’s just something about you that screams rainbows and unicorns; probably a horse girl; chronically online; a little cringe but also very cool; you like to have a good time; a little air headed at times but also you always know what to do and not afraid to take charge; you have some kind of natural talent and are good/can get good at multiple other things; you probably have a good fashion sense and an affinity toward chunky shoes

joon: you’re kind like you’re always looking out for other people and willing to put their needs above your own; you’re an over thinker; you probably got a temper; there’s an obsessive side to you like sometimes you just can’t like things a normal amount; as mature and capable as you are you’re also like a little lost puppy like you’re probably a lawyer who gets off work and calls their mommy to get step by step instructions on how to make spaghetti; you probably out the house more than you in the house

jimin: you’re a hard worker; you have goals and you’re going to reach them no matter what; you like a sour patch kid like there’s a streak of evil within you but also you’re very sweet; you’re probably in a constant state of existential crises; lowkey intimidating; got that 1d syndrome like you don’t know you’re beautiful and that’s what makes you beautiful; despite being in the midst of modern society you probably don’t know what’s going on; former gifted kid

tae: you probably feel like you were born in the wrong generation; babygirl; you probably have a lot of guilty pleasures and struggle with a couple vices; you have a diverse music taste; hard headed; if you saw a shooting star you’d probably wish for either world peace or a stick of bubble gum there is no in between; you feel things very deeply; super creative; you just want everyone to be happy frfr; secretly a furry

jk: your head is in the clouds; probably a hopeless romantic; you had an alt phase complete with 6 layers of eyeliner and side swept bangs; you like things done in a sequential manner; you probably shut down when you’re frustrated; you have at least 3 niche interests like if i asked you could probably tell me the current active volcanoes and their most recent eruptions or something; you like sets and collections; you probably stay up late at night; you unabashedly enjoy pop music; hello kitty girl 

so like was i way off or what 👁️👄👁️

[littleredwritinghoodsclub]

Moody Monday I

🌹Hello Campers! Here are the responses we got for our first activity for camp NaNoWriMo. Thank you everyone who participated, if you still wanted to submit a response please do so- it's never too late to join in one of our activities. If you're not part of the club and still want to answer these questions, then reblog this post with your answers.

🌹Also huge thank you to @caveatscriptor for creating the graphic

🌹 Member responses below the cut:

🌹 @jay-avian

1. Honestly, a little bit of both. I do a general outline of the main plot, as well as any worldbuilding needed. And once I start writing, I let the pacing flow naturally and the characters flesh themselves out 2. Current WIP - "The Court Magician": Forest man on house arrest must save the world from the fae 3. (not sure, will come back) 4. Fantasy, Adventure 5. Reluctant Chosen One

🌹 @mayonayys

1. I'm definitely a planner! I enjoy a bit of chaos, but need structure for most things, and that includes writing. An example of my most extreme planner moment: I was writing up fake advertisements for my in world D&D newspaper, had to give the businesses addresses... So I stopped halfway through and had to plan out most of a market district map, which will probably never be used again 2. Aura Sighted: Gifted-kid burnout syndrome mage has to figure out how to save her sister from a psychotic King, while staying out of the way of the Prince with daddy issues. 3. Keywords: (I'll come back to this one) 4. Genres: Fantasy, Action/Adventure, Eventual Romance 5. Favorite Tropes: Found Family, Eventual Idiots to Lovers, with a hint of Enemies to Lovers Bonus: My Camp goal this year is just to get some writing done; shooting for 15k words!

🌹 @becausethecat

1. Planning: Generally it depends. I don’t outline Fic usually, or random ideas that just jump out, but I do like having vague-to-solid roadmap on other ideas 2. WIP that i think I’m gonna try to do: A pirate loses his ship and crew to his creditors and makes a drastic attempt to pay them off by promising to produce a rare magical artifact—a weather violin that specifically calls moody weather when played—and he isn’t prepared for his quest to dump him on a small island, inhabited by one other person; the violinist who found his treasure first. 3. Key Words: Broody Boi, Dislike to Love (think animated Anastasia/Dimitri), reformed pickpocket, identity, violin + The sound of rain on a tin roof while a sad viloin plays, deserted island, survival, persons of debatable charm, BLORBOS 4. Genre is uhhhh.... Pirate Captain on a deserted island with a Moody Violinist ..... idk if it will be humor or romance or survival but it’s def Fantasy with Magic and whatnot 5. Tropes: Pirate on Deserted Island, Survival, is Learning to Communicate Effectively a trope? And uhhhh I’m not sure how the Only One Bed will turn out that’s the one I pulled out of a hat (what quantifies Idiots to Lovers bc they might be that too)

🌹 @fanged-writer

1. former pantser, trying to plan now. don't think my previous method was working for me, so I'll see how this goes! 2. sentence: an average human is suddenly gifted 'divine' knowledge, transporting them from one dismal situation to another. 3. will need to figure these key words out, i think. 'wasps, red, gods, superstition, summer'. 4. not too sure, but got some fantasy in there... 5. rivals and rivals and more rivals. also deceit.

🌹 @inkspellangel

1. A little of both. I plan a bit and then hope I don't pants my way too far away from that vague outline :'D 2. SSP: Grumpy punk with wolf companion has to arrest his childhood friend because of reasons he can't believe. 3. Keywords: Mad scientist, childhood friends to lovers, grumpy/sunshine friend dynamic, cave system, more vibes than plot at this point 4. Subterranean sci-fi, I think 5. 100% sunshine/grumpy friends

🌹 @fleurtygurl

1. I think I lean more towards a pantser. Ideas come to me as I write that I would never have thought of in the planning stages of my wip. But I'm doing my best to find a way to give myself more structure. 2. Filipina in San Francisco meets cyborg private investigator, and they solve some murders. 3. Keywords: tomboy, trauma, sapphic, straight people being friends, siblings-centered 4. Sci-fi and mystery? ( i know there are technical differences between mystery and thriller, but i dont want to try and think about it.) 5. my favorite dynamic? Close sisters who can depend on one another

[thescrappyraccoon]

Hello, my sweet summer children.

My name is Skye and I’m new here. I am a late diagnosed AuDHDer with a permanent, progressive disabilities (rheumatoid arthritis and Ehlers-Danlos syndrome) and fibromyalgia. I am undiagnosed, but my doctor and I also suspect lupus and Matt cell activation syndrome. I’m a Complex trauma survivor healing my CPTSD. I’m an artist, a writer, and a single mom. I’m polyamorous and pagan. And my goal is to use this space so I can finish soft.

From my journal: Finish Strong

I haven’t been creating much lately. It’s hard to create when you feel like you’re under attack from every front, and I come up just often enough to grab a breath of air before I’m pulled back into the fray of being a disabled single mom, arrows of doctor’s appointments and attorney emails and school calls and tears. So many tears. So much heartbreak.

I’ve been grieving deeply…the death of my marriage, the loss of my health, my former clients and office, my work, my family who live away from here, the future I had envisioned, my life before so much was ripped from my hands. I have felt hopeless, like a failure, lost. My imagined future is gone; I’ve felt like I was losing myself too.

And not only that, but I’ve been grieving the world. Grieving what patriarchy, misogyny, racism, classism, greed, religion, colonization have stolen from all of us. Grieving the experiences shared in my own Bear vs Man post. Grieving how my children have to grow up in a world where some people believe they shouldn’t exist simply bc of who they love and their genders. Grieving a world that says I’m better off staying in an abusive marriage. Grieving a world that says my health issues make me worthless because I can’t “contribute to society.” Grieving the thousands of years of violence against one another and the Earth.

To keep from being pierced to death by it all, I wrapped myself in armor.

This morning when I woke up, I had a phrase running through my head, a part of me ready to examine it. The phrase was “Finish strong.” And I thought about how weak I feel. I’m exhausted physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, relationally. Some days I barely have the strength to move from the bed to the bathroom and back to bed, the fatigue turning my limbs to jello.

Every time a new memory resurfaces (not uncommon after years of dissociating to self-protect), I fear this will be the thing that ends me. Bracing myself for what’s coming around the corner has left me bone tired, soul tired. I do not feel strong, no matter how many times people tell me I am. I don’t believe it, not when I know my own weakness.

But then I thought about the rest of the year, and what I can envision and hope for in the days ahead. I started thinking about what art I want to create. I started thinking about the garden my kids are planting, and all of the blooms on the tomato plants, each a promise. I started thinking about a concert I’m attending in August, a birthday gift from the dearest of friends. I started thinking about an event I’m planning for November. I started thinking about the music my brother is writing just down the hall, and how I can’t wait to hear the album. I started thinking about my new nibling and their big siblings. I started thinking about summer break and cherry limeades and ice cream cones. I started thinking about campfires and backyard parties. I started thinking about my morning cuppa, anticipating the steamy Earl grey.

In all of those visions I am still sick. In all of those visions I am still a single mom. In all of those visions I still live in a world where hatred screams so loud it’s deafening at times. But the difference is that in those visions, I don’t *have to be strong. I can just be soft. It doesn’t mean I don’t get up and dust myself off when I’m knocked on my ass for the tenth time today. It doesn’t mean I give up. It just means that I don’t have to armor up for *everything.

Sure, there are times when it’s simply unsafe to be my fully unmasked self. The world can be cruel, especially to sensitive souls. I used to be so ashamed of my sensitivity. Learning that I’m autistic and an ADHDer has helped me grow in self-compassion in this area. My neurotype takes in so much sensory information constantly; my nervous system is built for sensitivity. My soul is built for sensitivity.

Sensitivity is a gift, not a burden. And if it’s a gift, then it’s worthy of protecting. And not by armoring up, but when possible, stripping down to my softness, my vulnerability. Finding spaces where I can let down my guard and simply be my full, unfettered self. Surrounding myself with people who see and value my sensitivity rather than weaponize or manipulate it. Creating opportunities to be soft.

2024 has not gone the way I ever could have anticipated. I have experienced the lowest of lows and the highest of highs. I’ve been abandoned and fiercely loved. I’ve been harmed and staunchly protected. I’ve been heartbroken and fallen in love with life all over again. I’ve been lonely and held tightly. I’ve been hopeless and confident that my story doesn’t end here.

Instead of striving to “finish strong” Maybe it’s enough to simply “finish soft.” Maybe the real test in all of this is to keep my heart from turning to stone. Maybe the best measure of strength is whether I end 2024 differently than it began…weak maybe, but also soft. Maybe soft and strong aren’t such different concepts.

[wisteria-lodge]

bird primary (badger system) + bird secondary

Hi Wisteria! I'm sorry to add to the mayhem that is your ask box, but I'd love it if you could sort me. Warning: I'm a former gifted kid with social anxiety disorder (and probably some mystery flavor of neurodivergence), so some of that might be more prevalent in my explanation than my actual personality and such. Sorry for that in advance... and onto the word vomit.

a burnt secondary I see

(or not - that's just my little joke that apologizing in asks and burnt secondaries go together)

I know I'm sort of Idealist primary, since I've never really been attached to people the way Loyalists are described to be, but maybe I'm not seeing things objectively. We'll see.

I was very, very into books as a kid. My area of giftedness is language so I guess that kinda makes sense. I read a lot of fantasy growing up, but I especially liked books about history like the Magic Treehouse or Royal Diaries series because I was learning things about the real world. Like, knowing random facts about history and culture was kinda cool. I read books about how babies were made, different breeds of dogs and how they were bred, Greek mythology, and a whole lot more. My family called me a walking encyclopedia cause sometimes I'd just blurt out random facts about things, like how fish was "brain food" because the fatty acids in it help with memory. I was six.

I'm very much a Built secondary. I didn't like going into things without a game plan. I think my best example I bought a book called A Girl's Guide to Starting Middle School

oh my god I remember that book!!!!! oh that's nostalgic.

so that I could have an idea of what middle school would be like so I could plan what to wear, how to go about my classes, and how to make friends. It could've also been the social anxiety starting to form, but I still find this hilarious. I enjoyed being in Girl Scouts because it taught me skills such as woodworking and first aid that actually proved to be helpful later. The troop was cool too, but I was there to learn how to show off, lmao.

So we've either got a Bird secondary, or a beloved Bird model.

I assumed a mom/therapist friend role in most friend groups and naturally gravitated toward positions of leadership as well. I was good at getting to the root of issues and figuring out where to go from there. My friends had me playing middle man between them and another friend or their partner veryyy often.

And now this is starting to sound badger secondary to me. Solving problems by leveraging the groups.

I was co-editor of my middle school yearbook, leader and researcher of every group project I was in, and a part-time basketball coach during my first year of college.

I know you say you don't think you're a loyalist, but I am noticing you are bringing up a LOT of groups. Your friends, your girl scout troop, the yearbook, the basketball team...

Imposter syndrome got the better of me that time, though.

I mean, imposter syndrome is just *a thing* but I do sort of wonder if maybe your primary got a little bit Burned. Just a light char.

I care a whole lot about social issues and progressive action. I try my best to lead with empathy and understanding before anything else.

Sounding a little bit Badger primary there...

I know I shouldn't be racist, but why? I know I shouldn't be misogynistic, but why? I know I shouldn't be homophobic, but why? And once I figure all of that out, what do each of those look like in real time and how do I fix it?

... and then you hit me with the Bird. I'm going to be very surprised if you don't end up being a Bird primary.

My moral system could also appear very Badger at times as well. Accepting individuals for the sake of the individual is my main principle, as the well as the classic "treat others the way you want to be treated." This is why I dislike greed, arrogance, self-righteousness, etc.: they all lead to an unfair treatment of others, treatment of others that one wouldn't want turned back on themselves. I also believe in inclusivity, whether that be of different neurodivergencies, disabilities, races, sexualities, gender identities, you name it.

You're a Bird primary who's built a Badger-flavored system.

Another weird thing I noticed that I've done growing up is be comfortable alone as long as I didn't have to compromise who I was. It sucked to be made fun of for my interests sometimes, sure, but it always felt equally as stupid and degrading to stop doing something because someone else said so. What was the point of winning their approval and getting to hang out with them if I didn't get to do anything I wanted anyway?

Very much an idealist stance to take. I guess it's possible that you're a very intellectual Lion who has intellectualize their moral position... but I'm still leaning Bird.

If I was in a serious mood but the group I was with was more loud, I didn't feel the need to try to act more energetic. I contributed to the conversations in my own way. I think some people perceive this as awkward, and in some cases it probably is more awkward not to just adapt, but it's not my natural inclination to do so.

Hmm. That makes me think that you're not a Badger. A young Badger would have been at least tempted to mirror a little bit. I think it's possible that you've built a Badger secondary model... but more likely that the loud Badger of your system has just sort of seeped into the way you interact with the world.

That's all I can really think of at the moment... let me know what you think!

[laresearchette]

Sunday, January 28, 2024 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: THE MANY LIVES OF MARTHA STEWART (CNN) 9:00pm NEXT LEVEL CHEF (CTV) 10:00pm

WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT?: FOR THE LOVE OF CHOCOLATE (Premiering on February 01 on Super Channel Heart & Home at 9:30pm)

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

CBC GEM COVEN

2024 AUSTRALIAN OPEN TENNIS (TSN/TSN4/TSN5) 3:30am: Men’s Final

PWHL HOCKEY (SN) 1:00pm: Minnesota vs. New York

NHL HOCKEY (TSN5) 1:00pm: Sens vs. Flyers (SN1) 5:00pm: Wild vs. Hurricanes (SN) 9:00pm: Blue Jackets vs. Kraken

NFL FOOTBALL (TSN/TSN3/TSN5) 3:00pm: Chiefs vs. Ravens (TSN/TSN5) 6:30pm: Lions vs. 49ers

NBA BASKETBALL (SN/SN1) 3:30pm: Grizzlies vs. Pacers (SN/SN1) 6:00pm: Suns vs. Magic (TSN3/TSN4) 6:30pm: Raptors vs. Hawks (SN1) 9:00pm: Bulls vs. Trail Blazers

BOLLYWED (CBC) 7:00pm: Kuki and Sarab lay down an ultimatum with the second location; the kids think outside the box.

NORTHERN AIR RESCUE (APTN) 7:00pm: Harsh weather and gravel runways make flights difficult for pilots and their planes. When one medivac plane suffers a mechanical issue, Missinippi Airways' maintenance team swings into action, swapping parts and equipment to prepare a replacement.

PUSH (CBC) 7:30pm: In Italy, Brian supports Riccardo on an emotional trip to reunite with his former music mentor; back home, Bean is on the job helping Aleem adjust to his new reality as a full-time wheelchair user.

OCEAN WARRIORS: MISSION READY (APTN) 7:30pm: Ahousaht's Coastal Nations Coast Guard Auxiliary team is highly qualified to carry out marine rescues and promote water safety. There are times when their mission is to support the members of their community, including youth who are considered at.

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[switchbladexsaintx]

Feeling like I'm meant to be on this earth for some sort of big purpose and trying to figure out if it's just a massive ego, former gifted kid syndrome, a divine calling, or some secret fourth thing feels like hell

[that-gifted-girl]

Let’s get this study session started…

I just barely failed my pre assessment. My professor sent me a personalized study plan based on what I missed. I knew I didn’t quite understand some things. I’ve been avoiding it because perfectionism and former gifted kid syndrome.

A TikTok I saw earlier today said that avoiding the work takes far more energy than doing the work. Calling me tf out. I’ll update in a few hours.

[anon-confesses]

I'm not sure if it's possible for me to go to college. All of my life college was a huge thing for me (along with graduating highschool and being able to give a speech) and not due to family/peer pressure. It was something I genuinely wanted, and still want.

The problem is that I live with abusive parents. They're really horrible and if I had to stay one more year I would be committed to the psych ward again for trying to kill them... again. So you can imagine that the plan is to get the fuck out of here and that a college far away would help right? Unfortunately, as it stands now thats incorrect.

1. I'm going to move out with my older sibling, who still also lives at home (they are not doing college either but they are saving up). We really need each other and I don't want to do it on my own.

2. I failed my freshman year of highschool. It really was a smack in the face and put it in stone I'd never be able to give a speech at my graduation and hell, I might not be able to even go to my graduation.

3. Because I'm a very burnt-out gifted kid I can't study, its impossible for me and so getting into a college I could probably do but staying in is a different story

4. I'm moving overseas when I turn 19. I can't keep living with the paranoia of my mother stalking either my sibling or I.

5. Visas overseas, it could be possible to get sponsored by a college but I want to go into business and I don't know how possible that is. So I'd probably have to be sponsored by a job before I get a citizenship and by then... well I don't know.

It all just feels very sad and maybe I'm saying I'm defeated too early but I can't find a way to make it work. So I guess I also want to ask- if anyone has anything to help with this whether its a "how to study guide" or "how to get citizenship in other countries" or hell even a few kind words I would really, really appreciate it. Thank you.

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[dumbbitchenergy17]

Bringer of Chaos

With the reveal of you as the UA traitor, 1-A and the Pro Heroes now have to face the war coming to them. By the Bringer of Chaos.

Words- 6.6K

UA!Traitor x MHA, Tomura Shigaraki x Reader (Sibling Relationship)

Warnings: MAJOR Character death, violence, death, Stockholm syndrome, angst, and lots of sadness

A/N: For the readers quirk it’s chaos magic just like Scarlet Witch as well as hero costume. This isn’t a crossover making the reader Scarlet Witch, just that that quirk works for the story and I couldn’t think of any other villain costume. Anyways hope you all enjoy.

Was it fear that she felt.

All their eyes on her.

Heroes think they were in the right but how many people died by their hands. Why say you're a hero if you can’t save them all right?

You had always had a dangerous quirk when you were younger, both your parents were quirkless but when they had you, you had one. Chaos Magic is what they called it the ability to tap into and utilizes the chaotic forces of the universe, capable of warping, manipulating and/or reconstructing reality and probability as well as the very fabric of existence. They had no clue where it came from and from which side of the family passed it down. Two quirkless parents raising a child with a strong quirk, they had no clue what to do.

You were pulled out of school after your quirk had manifested and you made a stuffed animal bear come to life, scaring the class and teacher and forcing you to transform it back to a regular toy. With such a strong quirk your parents were afraid that you could hurt someone when your quirk grew stronger and you were homeschooled for the safety of you but mostly the safety of others.

Society deemed people without quirks useless and not successful, if you had one you better hope it was powerful and flashy or you wouldn’t be going anywhere with your life. When you were younger you looked up to heroes, they saved the day and kept everyone safe from the bad guys. You remembered sitting on the couch with your parents watching the news and seeing the heroes save the day and you would stand up and turn to your parents saying you would become a hero and save everyone. They would smile and tell you if you worked hard enough you would be the next number one hero. With your childhood you were happy everyone was safe, until they weren’t.

The police and heroes said there was nothing they could have done to save them, it was a break-in. They had shown up and slaughtered your parents leaving you there sitting in between their bleeding bodies alone. That was when you knew heroes couldn’t save everyone, the society they live among is corrupt. Heroes looking after popularity votes and looks instead of actually saving lives. Ironically there were others they had similar ideals as you did. You were passed around from foster home to foster home but, no one wanted to deal with a child whose quirk was too dangerous; they didn’t want a villain-like kid.

You were six when you ran away after another foster family sent you back after you had made the dog they had got as a welcoming gift disappear never to return. You kept running until your legs wouldn’t let you move anymore and that’s when he found you.

A portal had opened in the alleyway you had collapsed in and out came a man followed by a boy. The man wore a some sort of ventilator mask that covered the entire of his face and neck, next to him was a boy who had a disembodied hand covering his face. The man never told you his name just holding his hand telling you that you would be able to get revenge on the heroes. You grew to see him as your new father and the boy who told you his name was Tomura as a brother. He was a few years older than you but the time you spent together was when you were meeting father or him watching you train your quirk. Another person in your life when you joined what was now the League of Villains was Kurogiri, father was rarely around so he watched after you and Tomura, he taught you everything you would need to know.

When you joined UA you main goal was to bring down the hero society following after Tomura’s lead, him always reminding you that you would get your revenge. You played your part well not holding back when in fights against villains during the USJ, Kamino Ward, everything fell into place. With talk about the UA traitor within the teachers no one suspected the girl who seemed to have little hold on her quirk, but how wrong they were. All this led to now your former friends looking at you in fear and horror, when it was revealed you were the traitor.

You were completely surrounded by her former teachers standing around you ready to take you down and you kept your gaze on your class.

“Y/n don’t make this harder than it is, please just surrender.” Mr. Aizawa held his scarf in both hands ready to attack if you made any sudden moves.

“And if I don’t? Can you really stop me?” You glance at your teacher and he faltered slightly in his stance.

“You’re completely surrounded by pro heroes, so we can take you down.” Present Mic said making you smirk they have only seen what you showed at progression with your quirk. UA only knows the most you could do is change the integrity of a few objects, nothing on a large scale. They barely gave you time to react with Mr. Aizawa sends his capture weapon towards you to wrap it around you, activating his quirk making his hair rise up and float. The weapon goes straight to you half of it landing on the ground behind you.

You look at him with a bored expression, finding humor in him and the others' shocked expression. “Did you think it would be that easy?” You knelt grabbing the end of his capture weapon and he tries to use it but it doesn’t affect you. “What would a simple cloth feel like if it weighed more than that.” A red haze covers the cloth leading up to his neck and slams into the ground, the weight of the scarf alone slowly starts to suffocate him. Present Mic and Midnight rush to him trying to pry the scarf off him.

“Mr. Aizawa!” Class 1-A yells seeing their teacher struggle. Dropping the scarf from your end you look around at your teachers who know they can’t stop you and your classmates.

“Don’t think this is over,” You hear an explosion and someone running towards you, “You bastard get back here!” Bakugo yells, holding his hand out sending a huge explosion. The smoke clears and there is Bakugo panting out of breath looking around for you, but you’re nowhere to be found. The red haze surrounding Aizawa’s scarf disappears, sending him shooting upwards, throwing it off him as he coughs and wheezes. The 1-A and the Pros look to where you once stood, if that was just some of your power, they had no clue what was in store for them if you came back.

In an abandoned warehouse the league hears footsteps heading towards the room they were in. Each of them ready to fight and kill the intruder, the footsteps getting louder until it was right in front of the room.

“That’s funny thinking your quirks could stop me.” A familiar voice calls out through the door as they open it. You stand in front of them and they relax welcoming you in. Standing away from them was Tomura Shigaraki, he was scratching his neck frantically but stopped when he heard your voice. You walked closer to the man you saw as a mentor, as a brother. You stood next to him as he looked out the warehouse window showing the vast city that was part of Japan.

“Tomura...it’s time.”

With your reveal as the UA traitor the school was put on lockdown immediately once you left in fear you would return but not alone. Your face was plaster across the news worldwide ranking you as national alert. News articles found everything about you with your parent’s death, your disappearance from the orphanage to your life at UA. They speculated that you could be in correlation to the league which made you more of a threat, if you had connections to All for One or Tomura Shigaraki.

“Funny how one moment you were just a UA student, now you’re public enemy number one.” Spinner smirks, tossing you the latest newspaper that talked about you. You smirked as you made the newspaper disappear before it could hit you and reappear behind Spinner hitting him in the back of the head.

“They say the same crap as always, not my fault heroes don’t know how to do their jobs.” You go back to laying on the couch closing your eyes, blocking out the noise of the villains around you. You hear the door open and footsteps bounding towards you jumping on the couch crushing you under their weight. 

“Y/nnnnnn I missed you so much when you were gone. It’s boring being the only girl here with Mange gone and you always at UA.” Toga wraps her arms around you squeezing the living life out of you.

“Toga if you don’t let me go, I swear I will turn you into a bug.” You open one eye glaring at her and she sighs getting off you mumbling under her breath.

“How much longer do we have to keep waiting we’ve been in this stupid warehouse for the past week.” Dabi said, kicking a can away from where he was standing.

“Yeah I wanna fight, no let’s relax.” Twice responses, god they were annoying as hell.

You huff sitting up look at them, “When Tomura says he’s ready we’ll go until then shut up and let me rest.”

“And why should we listen to what you have to say, you’re younger than any of us.” Dabi gets up in your face and you clench your jaw waiting for him to do something.

“You should watch what you say next, we know who could win in this fight.” You stand both of you up in each other's face.

“Yeah what are you gonna do about it, huh” He smirks and he goes to speak again but his breath hitches as he grabs his throat.

“What’s the problem Dabi? Have something to say?” He falls to his knees as he tries to breath but is unable to. “You feel that right your lungs are failing on you, do you know how easy it is to kill you right now.” You squat in front of him grabbing his face, your hand covered in a red haze when you use your quirk. 

“You made your point Y/n stop it.��� Toga grabs your shoulder.

“No, he seems like he has something to say right, Dabi.” Tears fill his eyes as he is practically blue in the face.

“That’s enough Y/n.” Tomura calls out and you stop using your quirk as him and Mr. Compress enter the room. Dabi sucks in air coughing profusely Twice, Toga, and Spinner goes to his aid as he regulates his breath lightheaded from the rush of new oxygen. “You all act like children.” Tomura says walking past you all going to the window looking out to the city.

“Whatever.” You roll your eyes sitting back on the couch. “The Nomus are ready, my army is ready.” He turns to look at you all. “You all know what you have to do, so get to it.” He says and they all leave, Dabi walking past you glaring at you with you glaring back. Leaving only the two of you left in the room, you stand next to him as you both look at the calm city that will be thrown into chaos. 

“Father would be proud of you Tomura.” You place your hand on his shoulder and he nods.

“You know what to do, you are the biggest piece in the puzzle. You know UA in and out, give them hell.” You nod looking at the man you see as family, the calm before the storm.

“I’ll see you on the other side Tomura.”

The van you were in stopped a few blocks away and you climbed out of it looking back at the villains sitting in it. “Don’t fuck it up Y/n.” Dabi says and you smirk. “You just do your job.” The clothes you were wearing transform into your old school uniform. The league drives away leaving you to walk the rest to UA, they would have no clue what hit them.

With your disappearance UA had been hesitant but continued school as normal, with the dorms they had up campus security and included a strict curfew for the safety of the students. Many students were surprised when they heard  that you were the traitor while others found it ironic that someone from 1-A the hero course was actually a villain. 1-A atmosphere had definitely change since the reveal, some were easier at coming to peace that who they thought was their friend was actually a traitor while others still couldn’t believe it. The class seemed dull with you gone. You had put on a convincing performance, actually forming friendships with your classmates some seeing you as family which broke them even more. Midoriya lost some sort of sparkle since you had left, he saw you as one of his closest friends and felt like this seemed like his fault why didn’t he see the signs. Your curiosity for everyone’s quirk specifically his, you seemed to have a love for heroes and he had shown you his notebook with list upon list of everyone with their quirks and their strength and weakness. He let her get exactly what she needed that would affect heroes and the students because he saw her as a friend.

Mr. Aizawa went on about the lesson but Izuku drowned out most of his talking his gaze to the window showing the walkway to the front of the school. Every few minutes he could see cars driving past the entrance, but what caught his eye was someone walking down the path that led to the building. From this distance he couldn’t make out a face but they were a student from the uniform, but why were they there? It was already the middle of the school day and they should be in class. As if his questions were answered an alarm went off shocking the students

“Intruder alert! Please evacuate the building. Intruder alert!” The intercoms repeat as the alarm continues.

Everyone is grabbing their bags, “It’s probably just the press like last time.” Kirishima says as they get ready to leave, but Midoriya is still locked onto the figure walking to the building, they had no school bag and didn’t seem like they were in a hurry as they got closer. Whoever was walking looked up towards the building and Midoriya felt ice enter his veins seeing their face.

“Hey Deku come on we have to go.” Uraraka grabs his arm to pull him away from the window but he is frozen in shock and fear. His classmates look at him confused at his unnaturally pale face.

“Deku you idiot we have to leave.” Bakugo yells at him standing at the door where Mr. Aizawa was waiting impatiently as they needed to evacuate as a group.

“She’s here.” Midoriya said, and the class had a pretty good idea who “she” was. 

“None of you leave this classroom, you got it.” Mr. Aizawa pushed them back in, closing the door, locking it and rushing to go to the other teachers leaving 1-A locked in the class unable to do anything but watch out the window.

“This is crazy, why is she back?” Kaminari said as they all tried to look out the window to see you.

“Whatever reason the Pros will stop her.” Ida said having faith in the heroes. 

“You saw what she did last time she was here she almost killed Mr. Aizawa!” Mineta cried out.

“If it’s a fight that’s coming I’m not gonna sit around and wait for her to get here. Where’s the button to open our lockers” Bakugo yelled, going to Mr. Aizawa's desk looking for the button so they could get their hero costumes.

“That isn’t smart Kacchan we thought she wasn’t that advanced with her quirk but if she is that strong and involved with the league of villains we are ants compared to her.” Midoriya tried to reason with him.

“I think Bakugo is right,” Momo said which shocked most of the class, “We need to be logical with this, she’s back here for a reason, she wouldn't be coming back if she didn’t have a plan or someone specific she’s after. She is not our friend anymore right now she’s the enemy and if we want any chance of surviving this we can’t be on a lower level than her.” With Momo’s speech their thoughts were decided, they would have to prepare to fight if they wanted to come out of this alive.

You knew the Pros would be here any minute after you heard the alarm go off. You stood in front of the fountain waiting for them to arrive, you knew that this fight some people wouldn’t make it out but the heroes need to get the punishment they deserve. The loud screech from Present Mic when using his quirk could bring anyone down caused you to press your hands against your ears. You could endure this if it meant saving up energy for your quirk. You felt the capture weapon surround your body and the screaming stop and you collapsed to the ground.

“Ms. Y/n we weren’t expecting you to show up but it seems that we were still able to take you down.” You knew you couldn’t use your quirk unlike last time when that had been an illusion you just needed to wait.

“Funny Nezu you always think you're one step ahead.” You smirk looking up at the principal, “I know I’m always one step ahead.” You could smell the fire and there it was the blue flames growing from the forest.

“It’s the League of Villains!” Midnight gasped coming out of the forest were hordes of Nomus each with different quirks.

“You're sure you’re one step ahead?” You smirk and they knew you were just a decoy. The teachers outside had no choice but to deal with the Nomus heading towards the school and to where you were.

Leaving just Aizawa and Nezu to deal with you, “You are much smarter than I expected.” You shrugged and Aizawa tightened his weapon making you laugh

“I was told to give them hell.” With that you swept your foot out from under Nezu and Aizawa causing them both to jump back, with the split second it that Aizawa eyes closed you vanished from his binds. “Truly wonderful time seeing you again, but the fight has barely begun.” Aizawa doesn’t have time to fight you as he is attacked by a Nomu.

Nezu studies you and you stare back at him, “I don’t understand why you’ve done this but we will stop you.”

You grin “You heroes say that but we both know how this ends.” You disappeared from the battle leaving the teachers fighting the Nomus and the students inside defenseless against you.

“Where did she go?!” Sero said seeing you disappear from their view. With the doors locked they couldn’t leave so they stood in the classroom in their hero costumes waiting for the fight to come to them.

“We know that she’s with the league for all we know they could be in the building already and with the teachers outside we would open for an attack.” Midoriya said seeing you easily get captured only for you to be a decoy for the league to appear, it was genius.

“Midoriya, always thinking about the correct things, that was something I liked about you.” You said making the class turn from the window to where you were sitting on top of your desk in the back. “Great to see you all again.” You smiled and your classmates grimaced at you.

“You're a bitch you know that.” Bakugo hissed, making you frown.

“That hurts my feeling, Kacchan.” You hopped off your desk walking towards them, none of them moving  when you stood in front of your classmates.

“You guys are smart putting on your costumes, cause out there seems like the final battle, but this is the beginning of the war.” You said and conveniently when you finished rumbling when through the building and loud explosions went off. 

Out the window the view showed buildings away from UA erupting into flames explosions happening every few blocks. 1-A watched in horror that this is what she meant by war not just UA and the league, the entirety of villains and heroes battling it out; utter chaos. “With that we sadly won’t be needing you all. I say this as your former classmate and friend, stay the hell out of my way I don’t wanna hurt you.” The class doesn’t have time to fight back or anything when it feels like the ground is taking out from under them and they are warped away.

The teachers outside are struggling with Nomus keep showing up, suddenly they all freeze and walk away from the heroes heading to the building stopping in front of it as if they were guarding it. Aizawa wipes away the blood from his face “What the hell is this.” He sighs.

“Mr. Aizawa!” He hears his students yell out to him and sees them running towards him.

“What are you all doing here I told you to stay inside.” He scolds them

Ida steps up from the group, “It was Y/n she appeared in the class and then warped us all away, there were other students as well. I believe everyone in the building is now outside.” Aizawa looked back to the building that was guarded by Nomus.

“We don’t know why they would take the building but remove the students but we need to take headcount to see if everyone is actually outside. With what is happening in the city and here heroes are spread thin. This is exactly what they had planned but why go after UA and how is Y/n involved in all this.” The teachers didn’t deal with any problems with the league or Nomu they all just seemed to stop after the students were outside. Part of the forest that was destroyed by the flames was used as a base for heroes and students, everyone was outside not a single student was missing. Which put out the question of what they were after.

“Not a single student is missing, heroes from outside of Musutafu are coming in, but even then we don’t know how many villains or Nomus they might have.” Midnight told Nezu. Some of the teachers were together discussing their next plan while others were watching the students.

“We can assume that the League is in the building, we need to figure out a plan to fight them but also keep the students safe.” Aizawa said, looking over to where his class was.

“The only two people that have a decent amount of info on the league would be Aizawa and All Might.” Nezu said, “You had Y/n as a student though she never showed us the full potential of her quirk, you know her as a student. Whether her personality she showed to everyone was a lie, lies are built on truth. We need to remember she is still a child she could be manipulated to believe what she’s doing is right.” The teachers nodded, you were just a child that could be forced in the middle of this war, “Does anyone know where All Might we need some more information on the League.” The teachers looked at each other, no one had seen All Might at all. With him becoming quirkless because of Kamino he wasn’t outside when the heroes fought the Nomus. Then it hit the heroes, that’s what they were after.

“You think they figured out you are gone yet? All Might.” You asked, turning away from the window to where All Might sat tied up. “Think the new Symbol of Peace is going to be able to stop this.” You walked over to where he was and sat down in front of him.

“Y/n I don’t know why you’ve done this, but being with the League of Villains will not help you get what you want.” He tries to reason with you.

“What I want you can’t give, the next best thing is getting revenge on those who failed to save them.” You looked at the frail man sitting in front of you. “Do you know what it’s like losing everyone in your life? My parents died because you heroes failed to protect them. You call yourself a hero but you still fail to help those in need. I wanted to become a hero but my quirk was too dangerous for the public. I had no one when they died, no one wanted the girl whose quirk was literally chaos. They found me, took me in and raised me, they were the only ones who actually cared for me.” You said, tears forming in your eyes recalling your horrible childhood.

“They took you in because they saw your quirk. All for One only saw you as a pawn in his game, Shigaraki “raised” you so you would fight alongside him instead of against him.” All Might explained and you stood up, the chair behind you slamming against the floor.

“You’re wrong..they care for me.” You point your finger at him proving to him but he could see that you were doubting yourself.

“They’re using you Y/n what you are doing is leading you down a path that you can’t turn back from.” You turned away from him looking out the window seeing the Pros standing on the pathway, waiting for the fight to begin. 

You could see heroes all around Japan here ready to fight, you could also see UA students ready to fight including 1-A. “Those idiots.” You mumbled. “This is the end for heroes All Might, I will get my revenge.” You exit the room walking down the hallway to the main conference room where the League was waiting as well as villains from all over Japan.

Tomura looks at you and you nod telling him you're ready, “Our time for hiding in the shadows is over, the reign of heroes will end today.” The villains cheer rushing out going to fight the heroes. You don’t move as villains pass by you including members of the League leaving as well. You feel a hand on your shoulder making you look up, “Are you alright?” Tomura asks and you nod, the sick feeling still in your stomach from what All Might said to you.

“Tomura...I’m not a pawn in all this.” You knew that you were needed in getting your revenge that’s what father told you, but were you expendable if need be. 

“You are the one that is going to change the future, a bringer of chaos, Master will be proud of us both.” Tomura said and you felt the tension in you loosen a bit, “You be safe okay Tomura.” He doesn’t say anything just nodded and left you alone. What you were doing was right, the path you were following was dark but was the right one.

The showdown between villains and heroes as they stood on opposite sides neither moving yet. “We have visuals on Shigaraki and other members of the League, no visual of Y/l/n.” Aizawa heard through the comm links everyone was given, there were four squads made, squad 1 deals with underground villains, squad 2 deals with the Nomus surrounding the building, squad 3 will deal with the League and Y/n if she shows up on the field, and squad 4 will being helping in the rescue of All Might. Most of the top Pros were involved in squad 2 and 3 while lesser heroes dealt with the lesser villains and the All Might rescue.

“How long are they going to keep standing here, either fight or surrender.” Endeavor said looking at the villains standing there waiting.

“Everyone behind us!” The heroes turned and there was Y/n with villains behind her as well as a few Nomus.

“It’s an ambush!” Aizawa yells and the villains on both sides rush to attack the heroes in the middle. The thundering footsteps rush past you as they attack heroes in front of you, with your entrance on the field you disappear appearing back in the room where All Might was in.

From the window you could see Villains and heroes fought for their lives, many getting injured, some fatally wounded. “You see this All Might, heroes and villains together fighting for their lives, where’s the peace now. There is only chaos.” You glanced behind you looking at the former Pro before turning back to watch the fight.

“I’m sorry.” You hear All Might say, “I’m sorry we couldn’t save your parents, you don’t deserve to have all this hate and sadness in your life.”

You froze staring down watching your comrades and allies being hurt and your former friends and mentors dying due to your goals. “I wanted to help people. I wanted to be the kind of hero that saves everyone so no one is alone in their life. You can’t save me All Might you said so yourself I’m too far down this path to be saved.” You turn to him and he sees glimpses of the person you were in school, a curious girl with a strong quirk ready to help anyone in her class. You were just a child but you have had more problems than anyone has dealt with in a lifetime. 

“We can help you, just help us stop this, we can get you the life you always wanted.” All Might pulled against the restraints pleading to you.

“We both know how this fight ends, I’m never going to get that happy ending.” You turned around to look back at the fight when you saw the door entering the room was slightly open. “Smart All Might, distract me with some sappy excuse so the heroes could get in and save you. Who’s here, someone who could be invisible, Hagakure or Asui I know you were working on camouflage with your quirk.” You call out a red haze surrounding your hands ready to fight the intruder. You have no time to react when the window you were standing in front of shatters due to an explosion, another being sent to you sending you flying across the room. You hit the wall, denting it slightly, looking up to see Bakugo, Midoriya, Todoroki, as well some heroes and other students from other classes. “You’re all so good, coming to save him it’s pathetic.” You spit out blood that pooled in your mouth.

“Fight then, though a school uniform wouldn’t be the best suited for this.” Bakugo smirks looking at the uniform you were still in. You smirk getting up groaning slightly from how hard you hit the wall.

“Let’s change into something more suitable.” You slowly walk to them your outfit changing as a red haze starts from your feet changing your clothes. You now wore a red chestplate with angular faulds extending into an ankle-length skirt, elbow-length red fingerless gloves, black trousers and thigh-high boots, and an intricate red crown.

“You had to ask.” Todoroki looks over to Bakugo. Bakugo rushes towards you sending an explosion at your face but it fazes right through you.

“Gonna have to try harder then that.” You laugh now on the other side of the room holding All Might in your grasp blasting the people by him away. A blast of ice is sent to you but you dodge out of the way, with the ice distracting you. Midoriya punches you in the gut sending you flying out of the building down to where the fight was. Bakugo jumps out of the building grabbing onto you using his other hand to send an explosion sending you both shooting straight into the ground making a small crater.

Bakugo hears a groan and smirks, “Not that quick are you..” The dust clears out and Bakugo is shocked to see Midoriya underneath him instead of you. “How the hell did she.” He gets up pulling up Midoriya who holds his ribs in pain. “Where the hell did she go.” He looks around at the fighting around him not given much time to think as villains attack him.

You smirk running through the fight trying to find Tomura even if they were able to rescue All Might the heroes had just as many casualties then you did. You see Tomura disintegrate someone's arm pushing them away, but you could see he was getting overwhelmed with many Pros after him. You rush towards him but a wall of orange flames blocks you from reaching him. You turn to see who sent the flames and there was the number one hero Endeavor.

“You killed innocent people.” He says making his way towards you.

“I’m reshaping the future” You get ready to fight and Endeavor sends a blast of fire towards you and you could feel the heat from the blast. Before it could hit you blue flames appear blocking the attack.

“Go we both have our jobs.” You see Dabi standing in front of you, the flames growing in both men’s hands, both him and Endeavor ready to fight. You nodded running off to Tomura, Dabi can handle himself, like he said we each had our own jobs. You see Snipe aiming his gun towards Tomura and you stand in front of him. The bullets float in midair and you send them flying back in different directions. Some hitting heroes, others hitting villains you couldn’t care as long as Tomura was safe.

“They got All Might, what now.” You stand back to back with him using your quirk to break heroes bones, sending people flying across the field.

“Get the league here we leave now.” He answers, pressing his hand on a hero's face instantly disintegrating them. You spread your hands out closing your eyes, getting a picture of each member on the field and warping them to your location. 

“That was a weird feeling.” Toga giggles, throwing a knife into someone’s leg. 

“Time to go now.” Tomura says.

You hold your hands out and a portal opens up in front of you. Villains that are close to the portal rush to it as they don’t want to be left behind, and the heroes see this and rush to stop you all.

“You guys go, I can handle them.” You sent a wave of energy towards the heroes nearby, sending them back. “See I got thi-”

You heard it before you felt it. In all the noise and chaos happening around you it’s funny how this small noise from far away you heard. Maybe your quirk knew what was going to happen and in some sick way warned you knowing you wouldn’t be fast enough to stop it. Two sharp pains went through your body and you jolted a bit when they hit you. Why did it suddenly feel like everything was in slow motion, why was it hard to breath, god why is everything so quiet.

You look over at the League and you see Toga screaming but being held back by Mr. Compress, Spinner was standing there shocked looking at you, and Twice and Dabi were holding Tomura back as he struggled in their grasp screaming your name. All this was happening but it was quiet. You look down at your costume and you see two bullet holes blood staining it, one in your chest where your heart is the other in your stomach. Time sped up and the noise returned as you fell to your knees coughing out blood.

“Y/N! NO LET ME GO!” You hear Tomura scream, you hold out your hand.

“Go!” You wheeze, grabbing your chest as you cough up more blood. You look at each of them taking in an image of them as Mr. Compress pulls Toga through the portal, Spinner following after him, you see Tomura still struggling trying to get to you. You make eye contact with Dabi and just nod and he gives you a solemn one back using all his and Twice’s strength to pull Tomura through. You look at Tomura and smile, you would see each other some day.

“Tomura you look after me just like a big brother does! That’s what Kurogiri told me when I asked him.” A younger version of you smiles up to Tomura and he looks at you kneeling down to your height.

“I’ll always be with you and protect you.” He placed his hand on your head making sure to keep one finger up. You smile and giggle hugging him tightly burying your face in your chest.

“Thanks Tomura.”

With the last amount of strength left in you, you wave your hand closing the portal once Tomura has completely disappeared. You feel your weight shift unable to keep yourself up on your knees and fall to the ground. You saw green lightning and they caught you before you hit the ground. You see Midoriya’s face above you yelling out to someone but you're focused on the sky and how you could see the colors change as it almost reaches sunset.

“Hey come on stay awake help is on the way just stay awake.” You see his tear filled eyes stare down at you.

“Why..I’m a bad guy.” You wheeze and he laughs, tears filling his eyes.

“No one is ever truly bad.” You smile looking back towards the sky, “Hey come on don’t give up on me.”

You hear footsteps run up and it’s Aizawa and All Might. “Come on Midoriya.” Aizawa goes to pull him away but you grab Izuku’s arm.

“Please don’t leave me.” You whimper, tears filling your eyes. Izuku nods with tears in his eyes falling. “You heroes...always see the good.. in others...it’s nice.” You smile looking up at the sky and a tear slides down your face, and you wince feeling the sharpness in your chest. “I don’t wanna die.” You cry and that breaks the heroes standing in front of you.

“Your not going to help is going to be here any minute.” Aizawa reassures you and nods.

“The sky it’s pretty…tell them I’m sorry.” You cough your breathing getting more shallow and faint and you could swear you saw two figures standing above you. “momma... papa.”

She felt fear at first but it was inner peace as you saw a bright light.

Midoriya looks down ready to comfort you to tell you that help is coming, but stops when he sees you. Your gaze is on the sky, your eyes blank, a small smile on your face finally at peace.

Izuku lets out an anguish cry when he sees your chest not rising anymore. He cries for many reasons, the pain you went through to make you a villain, the hate you must have felt fighting your former friends, and him and all the heroes failing you.

The battlefield was silent as they looked at the young boy holding her body, many heroes felt guilt ebb at them for letting a misguided child die due to this life. Students from UA are lost at words from the loss of a former friend and student, they never expected this to come this far. Students from 1-A cry, seeing their classmate hold the body of their former classmate. Teachers and heroes that knew her look away not wanting to see her body in fear they would fall apart or cry in front of others.

This day would be remembered for years to come as the day the heroes failed at saving one girl that needed the most saving.

[measlywritingblog]

WIP Intro!

Title: Specter (first of the Haunted Divinity Trilogy)

Genre: Science-Fantasy, Coming-of-Age

Status: Second Draft!

Perspective: Third Person Limited

Synopsis: It has been 842 years since The God-Father conquered the Earth and united humanity under His rule, with a vast array of psychic powers that enabled humanity to spread throughout the solar system.

Alphara is His youngest daughter. It is her destiny to take command of Alpha Corps, His premiere heretic-hunting fleet. It is a destiny she is eager to fulfill. There is only one problem.

A specter haunts her mind, inflicting its rage upon her and filling her thoughts with heresy.

And it may be her only hope.

Characters:

Alphara (12-16 | She/her | Protagonist and POV)- Bright, curious, trusting, determined. Longs to see outside the palace walls. The non-psychic demigod daughter of the most powerful psychic in the universe, and wants nothing more than to please her Father. Currently in the "gifted kid" phase of her "former gifted kid" arc. Undiagnosed anxiety, caused by both the secret of the Specter she harbors and the weight of expectations placed upon her.

Specter (??? | it/its | deuteragonist)- An invisible psychic presence that has haunted Alphara since the day she was born. Can inflict its emotions upon her, most commonly curiosity or rage. When it begins to speak in her mind, it does so both fearfully and wryly. Alphara is its only window to the outside world, and it will do anything to keep that. Eventually, though, its antagonism wanes, a bond is formed, and its greatest secret is revealed. . .

Spoiler alert! Specter is actually named Omegon (12-16 | she/her), and she is Alphara's lost twin sister!

Father (841-845 | He/Him | dare I say antagonist?)- The most powerful psychic in the universe, capable of miracles beyond imagination. Self-proclaimed "God-Father" of humanity. Calm, polite, and trying His best to be a proper dad to His youngest child, having to balance His duties as a theological despot, and His visions of her seemingly inevitable betrayal, with that of fatherhood.

General Megh Hayes (110-114 | he/him | mentor)- Retired non-psychic human general who served alongside Father for the better portion of his 100 years, before injuries under dubious circumstances took him out of service. Now serves as the tactics tutor for Father's children, and serves as a surrogate dad/grandpa for Alphara whenever He isn't around. Call him anything other than "Hayes" and he'll get pissy about it. Acts all 110 of his years.

Worldbuilding details:

Spaceships, computers, and modern infrastructure, all powered by the magic of the mind!

I.e. Combustion engines? I don't know her. Spacecraft are powered by a very dedicated team of telekinetic psychics who literally "row" the ship through space.

A whole host of powers to chose from- telepathy, telekinesis, memory alteration, body swapping, and more!

Just one catch: if you don't use all of the psychic energy your mind generates in a day, bad things happen.

Themes:

Plenty of religious trauma and daddy issues (but you already guessed that, didn't you?)

Learning about societal privilege, and learning how to navigate that privilege so that the least amount of people get hurt

The often-not-talked-about dark side of gifted kid syndrome: the superiority complex, the inferiority complex, and the way both can feed into on one another

Power of friendship, baby!

A bit about the writer:

Hello! Call me Measly, she/her pronouns. I'm a college student who can't get enough of sci-fi, though I don't mind fantasy (and it seems to have bitten me with this WIP!) I follow back from @measlyfurball13

Thanks for stopping by!

[small-strong-bookish-butch]

Taylor Swift’s this is me trying is a very poignant example of what you could call ‘former gifted kid syndrome’*: even with all of the struggles mentioned in the song (“I had the shiniest wheels now they’re rusting”, “could have followed my fears all the way down”, “they told me all of my cages were mental/ so I got wasted like all my potential”), it’s underscored by the fact that she made it, and that, though all of these things are hard things that she went through, all of her slipping-through-the-cracks is in a very white, rich, privileged, socialized-to-minimize-issues-and-just-keep-going, “you’ll make it [out] because you won’t be like those kids because you’re smart” kind of way. In this essay I will

*I’m not mentioning neurodivergence because I’m not qualified to speak on that for her experiences, but I relate to it in a ND way

[taylorswiftstylequestions]

I know this is going to be Sad Basic Bitch Season, but “and you call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest” will never not get me 💔

As someone with mental health issues and gifted kid syndrome, “they told me all of my cages were mental, I got wasted like all my potential” hits close to home.

“We were something, don’t you think so?” makes me cry every time.

That line still hits for sure!

"this is me trying" really hits home for the former gifted kids who had to go out into the real world after school and had to come to the halting realization they weren't that special after all. Oof.