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double milestone again i need to STOP but i reached 3k reblogs 9 days ago and I CAN'T THANK U ALL ENOUGH ILYASM AND I'M SO SO SORRY I'VE BEEN INACTIVE LATELY I'm kinda busy w life tbh.. i have ateez pcd rn (kill me) JUNG WOOYOUNGGGGGGGG.. & i met p1harmony i can't comprehend this madness (ill elaborate later) 😭

AND I HIT 700 ON THE 26TH JAN ?? i can't believe im only 300 away from 1k im still in shock, ill try to be more active (maybe js stock up on drafts). my reqs r open so feel free to send an ask hehe such a good way to start 2025 w this milestone ! i love every single one of u and hope ur all doing well 💋 i miss u all so so much and i hope i can interact more w my mooties soon. HAPPY LATE LUNAR NEW YEAR TOO !!

+ CYE DEBUT SOON I'M SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOO EXCITED WAAAAA 🙏🙏

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Could u make a moodboard of Seungho from cye? pls and thank u :p

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Hurt Arm Original

This is the first hurt arm fic I wrote and the first ronin warrior fic I wrote after a 10-12 year hiatus. So I was running off the original early 2000s characterizations of everyone (mainly Sage).

Still it's cute. No couples.

Also kind of rag on Ryo a bit... :/

Ryo heads up the stairs that night to go to bed. Everyone was exhausted again and weren’t very talkative over dinner. Cye had cooked a good meal much to the others despair and begging him not to, he looked like he was going to collapse through out the meal but had stayed conscious then fell asleep on the couch soon after dinner.

He had curled up between Kento and Rowen and didn’t budge until they tried to wake him for bed. When he didn’t respond, Kento just carried the youngest warrior up the stairs and that was the last he’d heard anything from them.

He looks up seeing Sage come out of the bathroom, his eyes narrowed as he watched the blonde massage his hand gingerly then stops when he sees Ryo. “Sage? You uh ok?”

“I’m fine, Ryo.” The other says trying not to sound annoyed. “After I check the others, I’m going to bed. They’ll be out soon as well.”

“Did Cye ever wake up?”

“From what I saw before coming in here, no. He’s still passed out. It’s okay, he’s just tired. He was barely on his feet from the previous battle, so it stands to reason he’s hit his limit. We all have.”

“What’s wrong with your hand? Did you hurt it in battle? Do you need someone to look at it?” He steps forward worried.

“It’s fine, Ryo.” The blonde sighs heavily before shaking his head, I’m sorry. I’m just tired, I didn’t mean to snap.”

“Look, let everyone rest. We’ll be ok in the morning.”

“Ok..” Ryo looks down nervously. “Sage… did I do something that got you guys miffed at me?”

“Sage?! We need you in here. Cye says he can’t move his arm without a lot pain.” Kento calls scared.

Halo shakes his head not answering him before he hurries down the hallway. He stops in the door then turns when he hears Wildfire behind him. His eyes widen as he sees Cye hunched over trying not to cry out in pain, a few tears had escaped already. Kento and Rowen were hovering worried.

He then turns back to Ryo, “If you’re going to be depressed and upset that we’re hurt then I need you to leave. I can’t heal the others, especially Cye, if he’s worried about you being upset.”

“S-Sage I-I..” Ryo looks past him to see Rowen and Kento moving slowly as well. They were both staying off opposite knees. “Sage what happened!?”

Rowen looks up, “The battle, Ryo. Sarenbo was trying to break apart the White Armor, right?” He sighs sadly wishing he could take the pain from Cye as the youngest buried his face into his shoulder. He could only rub his back. “…each of us are a part of the armor… Cye’s arm is one part.. Kento and my knees… Sage’s hand… we’re just sore and apparently some of us are in pain more than others.”

“…The White Armor did this…?”

“Man, don’t start that.” Kento suddenly says frustrated. “If you’re going to do that then just leave.”

“…K-Kento l-leave him…nngh a-alone.” Came the frustrated moan from Rowen’s side.

“No, Cye. I can’t. It’s stressin’ you out.. you keep trying to pretend you’re normal and ok but you’re not. You’re exhausted and barely on your feet .. and yet you made dinner and nearly fainted. We’re all walking on egg shells because we don’t want to worry Ryo.. but we’re hurt this time and we need to recover. You won’t recover if you’re trying so hard to hide it.” Hardrock heaved angrily. I’m sorry, dude… but this is what battles do and this new armor takes all of us. We’re not going to be okay all the time… a-and that’s okay. But stop putting the pressure on us to be ok. You need to work through this.”

“KENTO.” Cye half shouted as he tried to hold in another cry of pain. He sat up cradling his left arm against his chest. “P-Please.. I just want everyone to stop fighting. I’m sorry Ryo, I’m ok.”

“You’re not okay! You can’t move your arm.”

“A-And your knee hurts, what’s the difference?”

“I can stand on my knee, Cye. You literally can’t move your arm but instead of getting it looked at, you told me you’d wait because you didn’t want to bother Ryo. So, you cooked using it anyway, set the table against us pleading for you to let us help and then washed the dishes, once again not letting us help.” Kento turns and kneels down reaching out to try and gently touch the hurt arm but his hands only hovering afraid to get too close and cause him more pain. “I-I just don’t like seeing you in pain.”

The youngest looked down at his best friend sighing before he smiles as best he can. “I just need rest.”

“Then please rest. I can protect you from the Dynasty, but I can’t protect you from this.”

Rowen looks up to Sage before sighing, “Look. Let Sage come over and check Cye’s arm out, ok? You two go downstairs and maybe make some tea and a snack for him, alright? If he’s able to we’ll be downstairs to join and if not, you can bring it up to him. Sound good?”

Kento looked like he was about to complain but his gaze dropped to his best friend. His shoulders dropped and he nods getting up. Every time Cye was hurt he looked so small and so vulnerable, it killed him inside to have to see that and not be able to fix it. He turns around and gently places his hand on the red hair, “Promise me that you won’t lie to Rowen or to Sage and that you’ll tell them exactly how you feel?”

“I will, Kento. I promise… a-and I’m sorry, I’ll be down in a bit.”

Ryo shakes his head finally realizing what everyone else was going on about with Cye. “No bud, its okay. Don’t be sorry. We’ll be down there waiting.”

Sage moves out of the way as the two of them head out of the room then he closes the door. He sighs looking over, “Are you ok?” He knew getting in the middle of disagreements bothered the youngest. He walks over and sits on the other side of Cye on the bed.

“I’m alright…just didn’t mean to be the cause of their fight.”

“You weren’t the cause. Honestly, I’m glad Kento said something. Maybe didn’t go about it in the best way, but his points still stand. Ryo isn’t helping himself or us by going down that spiral.”

“Yeah, Kento was right that we shouldn’t be walking on egg shells around Ryo… you really shouldn’t have done all you did tonight.”

Torrent’s eyes darkened as he sighs, “Just thought if I kept it normal as long as possible that everyone would cool off… a lot of good that did.”

“Here let me see it, can you move it at all?” Halo reaches out gently touching the arm that the other was cradling close to his chest.

“If I move it slowly…o-otherwise it just burns. It’s the same burning sensation a-as earlier.” He winces as pale warm hands pull his arm down and push the hoodie sleeve up. There were bruises running up and down his arm, several dark ones around his wrist.

Rowen’s eyes widen worried, “C-Cye..did this happen in battle?”

“I think it’s his body’s reaction to what we went through with the white armor being nearly torn from our bodies.” Sage closes his eyes and tries to use halo to find out if there was anything else wrong. “It’s presenting itself as a sprain.”

“W-What does that mean?”

“It means, you need to keep it bandaged up and in a sling until further notice,” Rowen explains sighing. “Right?”

The blonde nods sitting back, “Afraid so. No more cooking or lifting heavy things. Come find us if you need any help moving something… as for cooking, I or Mia will be in there to cook beside you.”

“I can’t just sit with my arm in a sling forever, what if the dynasty attacks again? We got rid of Sarenbo but what if there are others?” The youngest exclaimed worried.

“Cye, you’re really close to actually breaking your arm. Right now it’s just very sprained but you push it too far, it’ll be like Ryo’s swords and there will be a crack.” Halo takes a deep breath knowing what he was going to say could go two ways, he just hoped regardless that the water bearer would understand what he was trying to get across. “Besides, you haven’t been in the water lately, so Torrent isn’t as strong as the other armors. You need to rest and keep your arm wrapped up and in a sling until you can get into the ocean. We need you and Torrent to call on the white armor if need be, so please get some rest.” 

Torrent blinks before hanging his head then nods silently. He bites his lip then swallows nervously forcing the best smile he can.

Strata glared at their healer as he walked to the door, “I can go get bandages and the sling, Sage –“

“I’ve got it. I’ll be back, don’t leave this room.”

Cye hangs his head again not saying anything. His armor orb appears in his hand as he rolls it around. “…you don’t have to stay…” He finally whispers, his voice shaking.

“And leave you alone with you’re thoughts? No way.” Rowen sighs heavily, “He didn’t mean it like that, buddy.”

“Mean like what?” He feigns innocence forcing another smile. “It’s okay, it could be worse after all… could be broken a-and now maybe I’ll get some help in the kitchen finally.”

“Cye…” He trails off as the door opens back up and watches as Sage comes in.

“We’re going to need that hoodie off. Rowen, help him pull it off as gently as you can.” The blonde explains setting the medical supplies down.

*~*

“Cye? Is that you?” Yuli calls curiously as he walks into the kitchen. He stops short at seeing Ryo and Kento near the stove. “Where is Cye?”

“He’s uh… he’s upstairs having Sage look at his arm.” Ryo offered explaining what he could. “What’s up?”

“Oh, Cye usually makes me milk and cookies at night! He warms the milk up and adds a little bit of honey…” The child walks over curiously watching Kento fill up the tea kettle. “You’re not doing it right…”

“Lil’ dude, how do you know so much about this?” Kento moves out of the way as a stool is pushed beside him and Yuli climbs up on it taking the tea kettle.

“Like this… if it’s too full it’ll boil over.”

“Oh, yeah.. I-I knew that.” Kento grins sheepishly.

“You hang out with Cye a lot in here, huh?”

“He likes coming in here when it gets too loud or that’s what he told me.” He shrugs innocently. “Will he be ok? Lately, he’s been too tired to come in here, when will the white armor stop making you guys so sleepy?

Kento smiles sadly, “He should be. Go on and head to bed. We’re going to make him some tea to help calm him down. We’re just all tired but we’ll be okay.”

Ryo sighs as they are left in the kitchen alone. “I always wondered where Cye went at night.”

“He always has a cup of tea about 9 o’clock if he has the choice and time.” Hardrock smiles as he pulls down on the coffee mugs from the cabinet putting a tea bag in it. “Look, Ryo.. I’m sorry about earlier…I-I just… we’re all doing the best we can b-but we shouldn’t have to hide how we’re feeling because we don’t want you upset..”

Wildfire rings his own hands nervously as he shakes his head, “I-I just don’t understand why you guys have to get hurt in order for the armor to work!?”

“Because it’s mystical armor? You may never get the explanation you’re hoping for, dude.” He shrugs crossing his arms.

“Aren’t you scared!? You can barely walk afterwards!”

“I’m terrified. But what good is it going to do to worry about that?! We’re more worried about saving your life when we join to become that armor.”

“…what?”

“Yeah… each time it’s been called, we did it to save you. Yeah we’re going to be a bit beat up, I mean we took the hits for you… but we’d do it again.” He shrugs grinning. “We’re like a super hero within a hero! Kinda cool when you think about it.”

“I never meant for you guys to hide how you felt… I-I just couldn’t get over how weak everyone was and I was okay, like nothing happened.”

“We’ll get that way soon enough.”

*~*

“Sage, was that really necessary?!” Rowen hisses as he follows the blonde up the stairs. They had left Cye with Kento and Ryo and were headed up for some quiet time before bed.

“Was what necessary?”

“What you told Cye earlier? That his armor wasn’t strong enough.”

“I never said that. I said he needed to get back into the water for him to be stronger. The armor is weak right now. He hasn’t recharged it.” Sage explains confused. “What?”

“I swear, sometimes I think you ignore the obvious on purpose.” Rowen sighs shutting the door. “You know one of Cye’s biggest fears is that he’s too weak to be on our team? He’s been told by the Warlords and Talpa so many times he was the weakest warrior with the gentle attack and now he’s the one who is still very injured after our battle and you just reassured every fear he’s had up until now? Good job, buddy.”

Halo sits back on the edge of the bed looking down at his armor orb as he rolls it around in his hand. “I-I mean the armor is sadly only as strong as it’s bearer..”

Strata blinks not expecting to hear that. His temper was rising, he was sick of all of them. “Would it hurt you to just be a bit more compassionate? I know this is against your personality but you kinda suck at having a warm place in someones heart, ya know?”

“Warm and fuzzy isn’t my strong point. You know that.”

“When I tell you one of the guys on our team is havin’ trouble figuring out if he’s meant to wear the armor or not and I just inform you on what you said probably made it worse … you’re response isn’t what you said.”

“I was nice to Cye. I made sure not to yell or anything and was gentle.”

“Physically. Sage, you just gave him something to worry about on top of everyone else, Ryo, the White Armor.. you name it and now this.”

“It probably didn’t bother him.”

“Wanna bet? Come on then. We’re going downstairs.”

“Why? They probably went to bed. Cye was exhausted and is probably sleeping. At least I hope he is. Kento more than likely carried him up to bed physically.”

The other just growls and shakes his head, “Let’s go.”

They walk down the stairs, the lights were off but they saw a light come from the kitchen. Cye was sitting at the bar hunched over, his arm still in the sling and wrapped up. A cup of was left forgotten beside him on the counter.

He was rolling the torrent armor orb around in his hand sniffling. He turns his head embarrassed and wipes his eyes on the sleeve of his sweatshirt. There was no need to be crying over something he already knew to be true and yet it still hurt hear it. His shoulders shook as he buried his head into his hand.

Rowen sighs but shakes his head to Sage, “Stay here.” He whispers almost silently. “Cye?” He calls out softly, “Buddy? You in here?”

Cye lifts his head trying to wipe away the tears and compose himself before he was found out. “I’m in here..” His voice shook as he tried to force a smile and act somewhat normal.

“You ok?”

“..I’m alright. You should go to bed, Rowen.. Sage will get mad at you for going to be late again.”

“You’ve been cryin’. I’m not leavin’ ya like this.” Strata sighs climbing up on the barstool next to him. “You didn’t like your tea?”

“…I-I forgot it was there.”

“You never forget your tea unless you’re upset about something.” He reaches out as the other hangs his head. “Hey, what is it?”

“…I-I’m not meant to wear the bloody armor, Rowen. I’m not. The armor was meant to find someone stronger, someone more capable… someone who isn’t weak.” He shoves the armor orb into Rowen’s hands as he tries not to break down.

“Buddy, that’s not true. You helped us take down Talpa and Sarenbo.. who knows what else we’ll kick out of our orbit.”

“You were there. Sage confirmed it.” Cye sits back in his chair leaning back wincing as he moves his arm the right away. “I’m the only one who is seriously injured from the last fight and he said that Torrent wasn’t as strong as the others.”

“Cye, he was telling you to go recharge your armor.”

“Isn;’t it him who repeatedly tells us “The armor is only as strong as its bearer”…I’m weak Rowen. I’m useless to you guys. I may as well be canon fodder at this point. Just push me in front and I’ll take all of the hits.” He grumbles before he bites his lip upset.

Rowen sighs hopping down, “C’mere.. you’re not weak. You’re not useless.” He pulls Cye down with him and hugs him as tight as he can minding the arm. “The armor chose you for a reason. It is strong. You’re just hurt right now. That doesn’t mean we’re just going to leave you behind because of it.”

Cye buries his face into the other’s shoulder, his good hand clinging to him. His shoulders shake as he breaks down crying.

Strata looks over Torrent’s head glaring at Halo who was there watching the entire thing. Halo looked genuinely upset for once. He dropped his gaze guiltily. He started to walk in when Hardrock burst in from the other door.

“Cye?! There you …..Cye? What happened? Is it your arm?” Kento hurries over as the youngest pulls away from Rowen clearly still upset. “Are you hurting?”

Rowen sighs, “He thinks he’s too weak for his armor.”

“Aw man, no not this again.. who told you that? If it was Sage, I’ll kick his ass.” Kento growls angrily hugging Cye to his side. “I told ya man, you are POWER-FUL! You can drop an ocean on people’s heads… with fish, maybe an octapus or something… but just boom! Tidal wave.” He holds his arm out showing it off for dramatics. “You can put out fires and your power rivals that of the Wildfire.. remember that giant ass ball of plasma you two made?!”

“K-Kento.. it wasn’t that impressive.. and if I recall I was unconscious for the next 12 hours..”

“Yeah because you over did it. That doesn’t make you weak, it just means you found your stopping point.” He sighs and turns to his best friend reaching out to wipe the tears away. “I’m not going to let you beat yourself up, Cye.”

“…I-I’m sorry Kento… b-but…I’m … look at me.” The other sighs biting his lip. “I’m injured..a-and have to recharge my armor and.. if we’re attacked I’m bloody useless.”

“Don’t you ever say that. You hear me? You are useful. I don’t want to hear that out of your mouth again. I don’t care what Mr. All High and Mighty preaches with his stupid “the armor is only as strong as its owner” … that’s his way of provin’ he’s better than everyone else. The fact of the matter is our armors chose US for a reason. If torrent wanted another bearer, it would have chose a different one. The fact that it chose to show itself to you and you only, little buddy, is pretty damn cool.”

Cye blinks before he sniffles smiling nervously. He looks down at his arm in the sling sadly. Kento shakes his head lifting the other’s chin, “Look at me, dude. We’re all hurt. My knee is still killing me. I iced it most of the night and I’m still limpin’. You saw Mr. Know it all.. his hand still hurts… and Rowen, here, I’m sure he’s still limping.”

“Yeah, kinda still tender that’s for sure. I hadn’t thought about icing it.”

“Ice for 10 minutes. Warm for 10 minutes! Learned it when I took ___. Best advice I ever got.” Kento nods smiling. He then sees the teacup and walks over to it. “Did you forget about it?”

Cye nods shrugging, “It’s alright, Kento.. I didn’t need it anyway.”

“Nope. Making you another one.” Hardrock walks over and turns the burner on heating up the water again. “Rowen and I are going to make you the perfect cup of tea, we’re going to help you upstairs, you can take a benedryl or aspirin if you need it, then you’re going to curl up with that book about light houses you were reading with Suki and you’re going to drink the tea and relax. I’ll stay up with you until you’re tired enough to snooze.”

“Kento, I don’t need to take any medication.”

“At least take the aspirin. Mia got some night time stuff, it will leave you a little groggy and take the pain away.” He turns to look at Rowen, “You remember where Mia put it?”

“We could just ask Sage, he could help Cye sleep.”

Unseen by the group, the blonde lifted his head at hearing Rowen say that.

“No way man, he hurt Cye as it is. I don’t want him to make it worse. Sorry, Cye. I’m putting my foot down. We can talk to him tomorrow.”

“But Kento…” Cye started as he’s walked over to the small table to sit at instead. “I’d rather Sage help me. At least I won’t be too groggy in the morning to make breakfast.”

“Buddy, you are not makin’ breakfast with that arm. I told you that already. So did Sage.”

The youngest sighs, “….can we make some green tea as well and put together a warm compress?”

The other two look up.

Cye blushes at being stared at but smiles nervously. “Kento, it’s not fair to get mad at Sage like you are.. he’s still learning, like we all are… a-and he may be a jerk most of the time, but he does care… and if he’s hurt, whose taking care of him? I know he likes green tea, and the warm compress may help his hand. I know there are pressure points you can massage to help that but sadly I’m one handed, and I don’t know how to explain it.”

“He hurt you, Cye. I don’t like when he does that. He can get mad at me all he wants but I won’t stand for it when hurts you. Phsycially or mentally. It was uncalled for. We wouldn’t go off on Ryo because he has a panic attack over his swords being cracked, right? We’d try and help him out? It’s the same with you and your armor.”

“K-Kento…”

Rowen looks back into the darkness to see if Sage had left or not. He was surprised to see him still there. “Speak of the devil and he shall appear… Sage, get out here and stop lurkin’.”

“Hey man, what were you doing to Cye!?” Kento steps in front of his best friend, arms out, ready to protect him. “You know it’s a sore spot and yet you poked it anyway.”

The blonde sighs holding his hands up, “Kento, I come in peace. I-I heard it… all of it.”

Rowen crosses his arms leaning back against the counter listening intrigued.

“Look, I’m sorry.. I didn’t mean to come across like I did. T-Torrent has to be recharged in order for the bearer to wear it. For some reason, Torrent is the only armor that requires it as frequently as it does.” He sighs as Cye’s face drops. “I don’t know why it is that way but I know for certain, it’s not the bearer. The ancient would have relayed that to me before the battle with Talpa.”

Kento lowers his arms slowly but doesn’t move. “And?”

“…And, you’re not a weak warrior, Cye. A-At all. In fact you hit more of your targets then the rest of us combined, ignoring Rowen’s mystical bow that fires on command… you are more skilled with your Yari than Ryo is with the swords. You do this without using your surekill either, which is pretty impressive. Yes, you’re small, but you use your size so it works and you’re able to get in and out of places that we can’t.” Sage rambles nervously. He wasn’t used to being called out on his attitude as often as he should have been.

“…I-I do…?”

Rowen walks over and places the armor orb back into the youngest’s hand, “Here. Keep this. You need it.”

“I’m sorry, Cye. I didn’t think through what I said or how I said it. I was frustrated with everything else going on and I knew I couldn’t fix your injury… like Kento said, we don’t like it when you’re hurt.” Sage walks over finally making it past Kento. He smiles nervously kneeling down in front of the other warrior. “Please don’t cry over the nonsense that Talpa tried to break you with. And ignore me.. I need to get better at thinking and reacting better.”

[coolhoun]

MEET CYE

Hes not part of the lykel arc btw.

Cye can switch between his human form and Alien(natural) form. Although the transformation is kinda icky.

So how did he get to Earth?

At the ripe age of 10 his planet was about to collide with another. The impact would have killed every single alien on the planet. Evacuation was called, but in order to escape the planet you had to have a space ship (obviously). Not everyone owned one, only those who served in the space force had one. Luckily Cye's parents(who were already out of the planet prior to the evactuation for work) owned a small ship so his brother(15 at the time)took him and himself to the ship. It took a long time to actually leave the planet because many aliens begged to get on the ship by rocking it or trying to break in. Sadly the ship could only fit about 5 people max or it wouldnt be able to take off. Dahlo(Cye's Brother) didnt want Cye to see the choas so in panic he drugged him so that he would fall asleep. Last thing he saw was his planet and everyone on it seconds from being destroyed

He woke up on a shore of a California Beach. The date is October 31. He couldnt find his brother or the ship. He tried to look around for him. So he went into a nearby building. The building was a Bar who was having a costume party. Everyone was extremly drunk so when Cye walked in with his alien form, they all assumed it was some costume. Cye learned that in order to blend in he had to look like one of them. So he "cloned" the nearest person to him and took their form. He stayed their for a while and the next day the staff just decided to put him to work at the place and raise him.

About Cye

He is an outgoing Goober who works as a bartender during the night. He has no style and mostly wears silly polo shirts. He has an intrest in art and he doodles in the afternoon at a nearby cafe shop. He loves that place because its quiet and the food is banging. He also has an itty bitty crush on one of the workers their, Cole. they hang out a lot . He is bilingual he speaks english and spanish. Cye also researches a lot about alien sightings, he thinks it would be able to help him track his brother and other surviving aliens.

>Old Concepts<

Cye was originally supposed to be an angsty teen with a younger brother but ig the plot really wasnt going anywhere with that so i scratched it :P.

He was also going to have a color pallete of green and blue but i wanted him to have a more pleasing color cuz the green wasnt doing it for me.

Thats really it uhh sorry if it doesnt make any sense, im not really good at explaining things. Feel free to ask questions about him and thanks @jingle-my-jangle for the name suggestion :3

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[mizsthicknesz]

#wcw 💚 (at Lekki Phase 1.) https://www.instagram.com/p/CYE-3OPsdWF/?utm_medium=tumblr

[jesuschristisgod]

Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever. Hebrews 13:8 https://www.instagram.com/p/CYe-Uvxv5nY/?utm_medium=tumblr

[symphony-in-a]

I was inspired by this post to make some modern-and-100%-to-be-taken-seriously headcanons (/s)

Modern Day Phantom Headcanons (Wifi!)

Yeston-Kopit: The managers charge a fee to use the opera house wifi. Erik makes his own wifi free for the opera house.

ALW: Erik hacks the opera wifi so that no one can use their phones in the theatre because he wants to HEAR the actual MUSIC and not ringtones!

Leroux: Erik hacks the wifi just for kicks and airdrops inappropriate pictures to the managers.

(Feel free to add on! Source: https://www.instagram.com/p/CYe-XS2v1oG/?utm_medium=copy_link)

[magdasabs]

One more picture from that interview. Nothing special, but she looks cute 🥰 P is really moving between hot ↔️ cute constantly 🤣🤣instagram(.)com/donttdk/p/CYE-azmM2l4

oh this one definitely falls in the "cute" category

[3345rpmz]

• Vinyl is the Answer • ⋅ Music Hollywood Bowl ⋅ @33.45rpmz #vinylistheanswer #musicbowl #vinyl #vinylrecords #records #music #sound #vintage #retro #culture #highfidelity #gramophone #cratediggers #turntable #recordaddict #vinyllover #turntablism #hifi #phonograph #vinylgram #vinylcollection #vinylcommunity #vinylcollector #ilovevinyl #vinyljunkies #3345rpm #3345rpmz https://www.instagram.com/33.45rpmz/p/CYE-FbCst2r/?utm_medium=tumblr

[hourlyhoon]

back with another double milestone.. i hit this one on the 27th of dec but i was watching p7 finals.. BUT 10000 LIKES IS CRAZY U GUYS U DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH I LOVE U 😭😭 it's actually crazy like my jaw dropped how is that even possible..??

BUT I HIT 600 FOLLOWERS ON CHRISTMAS DAY ???? LIKE DANG GUYS WERE U PLANNING THAT TO BE MY XMAS PRESENT OR SOMETHING, im generally so grateful for u all ! a lot of things have happened this year and so many people deactivating (#JUSTICEFORMAY etc), but truly thanks for this it means so much for me and it's such a great way to end 2024. ik i haven't been posting a lot towards the end (exam week + project 7) however during the next yr ill try and continue to post as much as i usually do 🫶🫶 i can't wait to continue my path in the next year, HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE (well it's tmrw but still) !!

AND ALSO CONGRATS TO MY BAE SONG SEUNGHO FOR DEBUTING IN CYE im not typing their full name I'M SO PROUD OF U, 5TH PLACE TOO 😍😍 thanks to everyone that voted, ur prizes will be coming, make sure to dm me xx

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[walterplittquintin]

Eleonor sketch #pencildrawing https://www.instagram.com/p/CYE-HNXv-62/?utm_medium=tumblr

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[superwavesmasher]

More of the hurt arm idea. Episode 23.

Rowen and Cye are a thing.

Kento is protective annoying best friend doing what he does best.

Rowen also apologizes for snapping at Ryo.

“Kento, you don’t have to carry me bed…I can walk.” Though he made no move to pull away, he sighs groggily holding his arm close to his chest, his head resting on the other’s shoulder as he’s carried up the small set of stairs in the lakeside cabin. “Besides, I’m not even tired and-“

“You were falling asleep on the couch and your arm is hurting.” The bearer of hardrock was a gentle as he could be as he carried the smaller warrior up to the room where the rest of them were sleeping. “Who knows, maybe even Ryo will join us up here now that White Blaze is feeling better.”

“Oh, that would be lovely… five of us and a tiger…?”

“Hey, Blaze could keep ya warm. If not the tiger, we could always ask Ryo.” Kento offered as he flicks the light on with his elbow. He walks over to the bed that Torrent and Strata was sharing and as gently as he could laid Torrent down on it.

“Rowen does just fine, thank you-” Cye groaned in pain as his arm was jolted. He was left breathless as he tried to relax feeling the bed moving.

“C-Cye? Did I move you too fast?”

“I-I’m a-alright…I’m afraid any movement hurts…” He offers back as best he can, his eyes clenched shut.

“Ok, Sage said to put a pillow under your arm so it can hold the weight instead of your body. Do you want to try it?”

Cye opens his eyes to see his friend staring his way looking terrified that he couldn’t fix it. He sighs forcing a smile as best he can, before he’s forced to close his eyes again. The burning sensation was back and hurt a lot.

Kento sits on the edge of bed as gently as he can so he doesn’t jolt the smaller warrior, “I’m here.. I’m not leavin’ ya. At least until your boy friend gets here. I can’t believe I got beat out by space boy…”

“K-Kento…”

He looks down grinning, “I just gotta know one thing, Cye… does the curtains match the drapes?”

“KENTO! What kind of question is that?!” Torrent growled blushing bright red. “…a-and I wouldn’t know…”

“What? Really? Nothing juicy to tell me? No midnight romps in the closet?”

“What kind of stuff do you watch in your private time?” Cye raises his eyebrows laughing weakly. “Some hentai nonsense?”

“Maybe… I don’t know… just thought you may have had some fun.”

“Kento, when have we had time? We were both injured right after the fight with Talpa, then I got injured again with my arm… not mention the fact that you and I share a room. I believe this outing to find the swords was the first time he and I had been together like this.” He cries out as his arm is lifted in mid conversation onto the pillow. His friend wasn’t rough by any means but any touch hurt right now. ‘W-What t-the bloody hell was that f-for…”

“Your arm is up where it needs to be.” Kento grins giving double thumbs up. His smile drops off at seeing a few tears escape as his friend tries to catch his breath and ride out of the wave of pain, “S-Sorry dude.. I moved too fast. Do you want me to remove the pillow?”

“D-Don’t touch it… p-please… it really hurts.”

“I’ll leave it be. …man, let me go get Sage. He can help take your pain away.”

“K-Kento, don’t bother…bother him…” Cye opened his eyes to see Kento was already gone.

*~*

“Hey Ryo..uh…. I wanted to apologize about earlier. Ya know with what I said about you not joining us to fight?” Rowen offers awkwardly as he joins the other out on the small porch attached to the house.

“Oh…no. You were right. I would have just gotten everyone hurt if we had gone for a planned attack.” Ryo leans forward on the railing looking out into the lake. “And now I have the ferver swords and my tiger has been possessed by a different tiger.”

“It doesn’t seem to be a bad thing. Sage said he didn’t feel anything bad… Blaze had all of his memories and treated us all how he did before.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“He treats each of us differently in our way…its weird.. but if you watch closely you can see it.”

“Are you ok, now?” Wildfire asks glancing over.

“Me? I’ve been fine.”

“You’re about as bad at lying as I am. You’ve been worried about Cye fighting while his arm is injured. Sage kind of explained a little bit of it yesterday… you were upset that you couldn’t trust me to keep everyone safe.” He smiles weakly sighing before looking up at the stars above them. “Not that I could blame you… I’ve been kinda suckin’ at that recently.”

“You haven’t done too badly.”

“Cye’s not ok is he?”

Rowen sighs shrugging, “Who knows. The injury is left over from Sarenbo. When he tried to break the White Armor up, each of us got injured. Sage, Kento and I healed from our injuries almost instantly. His left arm is still badly injured. Sage has looked at it and there is no visible injury that is consistent… it will be covered in bruises one day then the next it will just be swollen… regardless, he can’t move it without help.”

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