#this was sm fun to answer!!!

[artinandwritin]

So, I’ve gotta know how/when Siri kills Bendik. Like,,,, I wanna hear all about it.

(You don’t have to I just REALLY wanna know)

Ohohohhhhh

Ohohohohohhhh

You're gonna be in for one hell of a ride >:)

So basic knowledge before we're gonna get into the gory details; Niv eventually reunites with his parents and birth tribe, just before he turns 14. During this time, Siri is 36 (pregnant with baby Helene), Gustav is 38, and Sunniva is just 9 years old (turning 10 during the summer months).

All is good, all is happy. Niv adjusts to his new life pretty well, and even though he misses his friends, he is more than happy he left.

However, half a year after Niv escaped the Myriad Tribe and the abusive ways of Bendik, Eret, having been on a sailing trip, returns to New Berk with horrifying news: a dozen ships, filled with war-painted soldiers, were on the horizon and heading to their island. Their sails carried a strange symbol, three dots, intercepted by two lines. As Hiccup informed the Berkians in an emergency meeting, Niv quickly realised the Myriad Tribe was on the path of war.

Action was quickly taken; every viking who could fight, was send to collect weapons and armor. While this wasn't their first fight without dragons, New Berk was still shivering in a strange mix of excitement and anxiety.

Siri and her kids were send to a hiding spot somewhere on the island, together with everyone else who wouldn't be able to fight. However, as his mother tucked in her young daughters, trying to keep them without any knowledge that their dad and most of their other family would be fighting a foe trained to kill, Niv sneaked out of the hiding place, towards the village and the raging battle.

When Siri found out, she immediately asked another woman to look after her daughters. She couldn't lose her baby boy again, and without thinking, she went after him, not even grabbing a sword, or armor, nothing.

As she ran through the battle, only nearly avoiding swords and arrows, she bumped into Gustav, who, absolutely horrified, tried to send her back, to get her to safety. Siri frantically tried to explain to her husband that no, she couldn't go back, their son had ran away and she needed to get him back-

That was when something catched the corner of her eye. Niv, terrified, cornered by a blonde, screaming man. She couldn't hear what he was saying; she only noticed the sharp, bloodied blade in his hands.

She wasn't gonna let this happen. Not again. She wasn't gonna lose her baby boy. Before she even knew what she was doing, she ripped Gustav's dagger from his hand and, ignoring his shouts, rushed to Niv and his attacker.

Her ears were ringing as she stabbed the blonde man in the back. Blood splattered onto her dress and face, but that didn't matter. As long as this man wouldn't hurt her baby, she would do anything.

The blonde man struggled, coughing up blood as he now tried to attack Siri in his weakened state. This wouldn't work, though. The woman stabbed him again, forcing the sword out of his hand. Only after a little while, the man fell to the ground, spluttering out blood as he slowly bled out.

Panting, trembling, Siri dropped the dagger, before looking up at Niv. Her baby looked horrified, tears brimming in his eyes, but he still rushed to her, burrying himself in her arms. Siri held him, gently trying to calm down his sobs as she pulled him back to the safety of the hiding place.

Only later, Siri learned the man she had killed was Bendik Forrad, her son's adoptive father. He had gone crazy after Niv had left, wanting revenge on the boy, but at the same time, wanting him back in the Myriad Tribe. In a fit of rage, Bendik had decided he needed to kill Niv instead, before Siri stepped in and put an end to it.

Despite knowing she had done the murder thing to save Niv, Siri couldn't help but feel horrified by her own actions. She had never killed anyone before, and it haunted her in her dreams and in her wake for months on end.

Gustav, who had witnessed it, confessed that he had freezed up when it all went down and that he would very, very much like to never see that much blood on her again.

Meanwhile, while Niv was thankful that he wasn't dead, he also felt terrible knowing that him leaving the Myriad Tribe lead to Bendik's death. He had nightmares about it for weeks; asked if he could sleep in the same bed as his mom so he at least felt safe.

These aren't all the details, of course, since id like to leave a little suspense to, for example, the conversation Niv and Bendik have before he gets stabbed. So i think that's where im gonna leave this for now! Just know it all turns out totally okay and even though everyone's got trauma by now, Siri and Niv now have each other <333

Oh and. After doing the murder thing Siri had a total mental breakdown in bath as she and Gustav tried to scrub Bendik's blood off her body >:)

[chloesimaginationthings]

IS THAT JEREMY!?

I’M GLAD YALL NOTICED THIS DETAIL! To answer your question,,, oh yknow

[aquateenpatrolsomethingshowshow]

THEY SAID IT THEY FUCKING SAID THE THING

[link-rejoin]

Do Pip and Steel act like older siblings to Shrimp? How does he handle that? Thanks for creating more content! I loved it!!

Shrimp and Pip:

Pip tends to fall into a natural caring role with kids, while Shrimp is used to being the eldest. They don't get along the best at the start, but once Shrimp comes around, he can appreciate having an elder brother figure to rely on (and annoy of course).

Shrimp and Steel:

Steel doesn't particularly have any sibling-ly instincts and happens to meet the others at a bad time, so initially they're a bit closed off. Shrimp worms his way into their heart through a lot of mischief, and their banter loses its bite eventually. The two squabble a lot, but work together very well and see each other as equals. It wasn't the best decision to introduce him to Ravio, though...

[starystruck]

I ADMIRE U AND UR WORK DONE!!! I LOVE STARY SO MUCH, UR ACCOUNT IS A SALVATION FOR ME!!!🥺🥺 love ya good luck and have a nice day!!

ps: I was inspired by ur productivity and decided to do this:3

It's always great seeing people enjoy and appreciate the blog sm!! It brings me tons of joy seeing ppl get more fond towards stary! This drawing is super adorable I'm happy to have inspired u!! <3 Hope u have an awesome day, take this too:

[a-little-unsteddie]

how about steddie, with eddie in s3 and 9. "you're staring" (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

absolutely i will write this. i really want to write a full fic where eddie is dragged into the mess during s3, but at least i can get it out of my system for a bit with this. hope you enjoy it <3

9. “You’re staring.”

Prompts (not accepting new ones) || AO3

The thing about being drugged with Russian truth serum, is that Steve wasn’t sure how long it was supposed to last, but surely not as long as it had lasted so far.

Steve and Robin were sitting in the hallway between the water fountain they had drank from and the bathrooms they had stumbled out of not too long ago, giggling mindlessly at something neither of them really knew. They were leaning into each other and saying whatever came to mind, which at this point was a lot of nonsensical mutterings about the movie they had been watching.

“I think it’s out of our system,” Steve said, leaning his head back to watch the weird twinkling ceiling above them. It was still too nauseating to look at, so he let his gaze drift and caught on a familiar figure.

“Really?” Robin asked, tilting her head to look at him. Steve nodded, still watching Eddie Munson, who had yet to notice them, so he took the opportunity to observe.

Eddie spoke with his hands, for one thing, and he wore rings. The way the light glinted off the metalic pieces of jewelry never failed to catch Steve’s gaze. Eddie gesticulated wildly, carefree, as he spoke, and Steve couldn’t look away.

Robin was still babbling away beside him, to which Steve was half-heartedly listening to, but also, he couldn’t be judged for the fact that he was a little distracted. Eddie Munson was right there, looking like that.

Steve watched Eddie’s head tip back into a loud, rambunctious laugh and flickered his gaze to the person who had caused such an open display of joy. Gareth, Steve thought, if he remembered correctly. Someone who was also in Eddie’s little club of nerds. His gaze didn’t linger on Gareth for long, wandering back to the metalhead before too much time had passed. Eddie waved Gareth on, who went into one of the theaters that were showing Back to the Future, if Steve had to hazard a guess.

It was then that Eddie seemed to notice the two sitting where they were, but Steve didn’t realize, too busy checking him out shamelessly.

“Steve,” Robin said, giggling. Steve hummed in question, turning so his head was facing her direction, but he was still watching Eddie. “You’re staring,” she whispered. Steve made a noise of confusion, still just a little distracted.

“Can’t help it,” Steve said, which was not what he had wanted to say, so apparently they were still under the influence.

Steve blinked slowly as he brought his gaze down Eddie’s body, catching on the black hanky in his pocket, on the chains connecting his wallet to his jeans, his worn shoes, and back up again slowly, catching this time on the tears in his jeans, on the way his shirt was lifting as he walked.

Wait.

Walked?

Steve snapped his gaze up to Eddie’s face, realizing with trepidition that his appreciation had been caught.

Steve looked at Robin, and whispered loudly, panicked, “He’s coming over, what do I do?” Which did nothing but cause Robin to burst into giggles next to him, Steve made a noise of sadness, “Robin,” he whined, dragging out the ‘n’.

“You two, uh,” Eddie said, which caused Steve to snap his gaze back to him with wide eyes, “…alright?” He asked, causing Steve and Robin to look at each other and giggle mindlessly.

“No,” Steve said, unable to lie. Robin nodded her head in agreement with Steve. He continued to stare at Eddie, unblinking as he took in every feature he could now that Eddie was right in front of him. Eddie looked vaguely like he was concerned and confused, like he couldn’t figure out exactly what he was looking at, but knowing there was something off about it.

With the twinkling ceiling behind Eddie, Steve thought he looked a little ethereal, beautiful in a way that he’d never seen before.

“Uhh, thank you?” Eddie said, tilting his head to the side in confusion. Steve’s cheeks burned as he realized he had said that thought out loud—but, well. Steve couldn’t exactly lie, could he?

Robin continued to giggle, clearly finding the whole situation amusing, which Steve supposed he was glad she was at least finding the situation humorous.

“It’s true!” Steve said, unable to help himself and began babbling about everything he thought was beautiful about Eddie, which was a lot. “I love how you talk with your hands, your rings always look so hot I wanna suck on your fingers,” Eddie’s eyes widened as Steve continued, “you laugh with your full body and it sounds so carefree and pretty and I want to count every single one of your freckles, with my tongue,” Robin slapped a hand over his mouth, but Steve struggled slightly, finding himself wanting to continue despite knowing it was definitely not something he should be telling the other man so openly, especially since they were in public.

Thankfully, before Steve could say anything else, Dustin and Erica appeared.

“There you two are!” Dustin said, filled with exasperation. He looked at Eddie, “Sorry about that, they were supposed to stay in theater four, but they don’t listen very well. We got them from here,” he said, as he and Erica dragged them up. Before Eddie could even begin to argue, Erica and Dustin were pulling them down the hallway as it suddenly filled with people.

Steve kept glancing back at Eddie, trying to get one last look at the pretty man before they disappeared into the crowd.

[teruri-ruri]

plsssss your art is so good... so satisfying. the video w ran and rindou cracked me up so bad .... ngl all of this is peak . i love ur sanzu. i owe u my life id go to war for your art

WAR ?!?!??!?!?!?! BROO UR SO SWEET IM GONNA GO INTO FETAL POSITION AND CRY

[mandiemegatron]

What would 'Shot Day' be like on the Polar Tang? 🤔 Being trapped in an enclosed space underneath the sea, with a doctor who has the power to teleport you or himself, and without knowing when.

I have no doubts that there will be crewmates who are afraid of needles, *cough* shachi and penguin *cough*. And with a doctor like Law thats gonna be a scary day 😆

Hi pumpkin !! I hope youre having a great day so far 🤭🤭💖💖💖

Mm I absolutely love this ask - picture this ! 😈

"I need you to stay with Shachi tonight."

Looking up at Law, you rose an eyebrow and pursed your lips to the side in confusion before asking,

"Did I do something wrong?"

Law rolls his eyes and leans down to press an annoyed, chaste kiss to the top of you head. "No, stupid," he murmurs before pulling away, giving you a pointed stare as he continues,

"It's vaccination day."

Your eyes immediately light up and you cackle slightly, throwing Law a wide grin before nodding a few times before going back to your crossword.

"Oh yeah, that's not a problem. I'm sure he'll be happy to have the company," you reply, throwing your Captain one last grin as he leans down to steal another quick kiss, lips just brushing before he pulls away and stalks off, his head held a little higher.

This would work.

This would work.

The plan was set.

Warm cuddles and gentle kisses had lulled Shachi into a false sense of security, his arms wrapped lazily around your waist. One of your hands dances over his naked back, your face pressed into the space of his neck as your lips peppered soft kisses to his skin.

"Not that I don't love this," Shachi started, his voice low and curious as he asked, "But usually during the week you stay with the boss."

You froze in his grasp and decided to give a slight shrug, your own voice low and tired as you murmured,

"Can't I cuddle with my other man, too?"

Shachi cooed softly at your response, hugging you tight for a moment before curling around you a little more.

"Of course you can. Sorry, babe."

You gave a cheeky giggle and nipped at his throat before wrapping yourself around him tightly, pulling a slightly choked sound from him.

"Ah - babe, that's a little-"

Shachi froze as a sudden flash of blue hue sparked around you two, his entire frame freezing in your grasp as he rasped out,

"It's fuckin' needle day, isn't it?!"

You held tighter as Law suddenly appeared, a heavy hand gripping Shachis upper arm as his other hand stabbed a needle into his flesh, ignore the high-pitched shriek that his best friend gave as the vaccine pooled into him.

Law was gone as quickly as he came, the blue haze lifting as the Captain disappeared with his Room. You were almost 100% sure you were deaf in your left ear, Shachi's shriek still ringing in your head as he pathetically half-sobbed into your hair.

"You traitor!" He whined with a sad moan, his one arm feeling numb and warm as the vaccine traveled through his system.

"Unfortunately, it's gotta happen! Last thing we want is to lose you because of some silly virus."

Shachi sniffled and whined, still holding onto you like a child would a stuffed animal. You pinched his side lovingly as you pulled back to look up at him.

"Right?"

He sniffled again and gave a slow snod, frowning down at you.

"You're so cruel, babe," he moaned out after a moment, bending his head down to kiss you. You laughed and kissed him back, your hand dancing over his back in a soothing manner once more.

"Ah, but you still love me," you replied gently against his lips, entirely glad he wasn't actually upset with you.

"It's okay, Penguin gets his tomorrow since he's on watch tonight. We both know how fun that's gunna be,"

Shachi snickered at your words, a wicked grin on his lips as he replied,

"He's not as easy to grab, ya know. You can't just cuddle up to him and go, 'oh, can't I just spend time with my other other man?' That's not gunna work on him."

You were both laughing at that, his mimicry of you pulling tears to your eyes from laughing so hard. "I do not sound like that! And I know, I have a different plan for him."

He rose an eyebrow at you, waiting for you to continue. When you didn't, he bent down and nipped at your bottom lip.

"Well?"

You laughed and settled back into his arms, pressing a few kisses to his chest before replying,

"Oh, I'm not stupid enough to tell you."

IT WOULD BE FUNNY. I agree 110% that both Shachi and Peng are TERRIFIED of needles, just bc it would be hilarious. Hey man, needles be scary.

Should I do Pengs part next? 🤭🤭🤭💖💖💖

Thank you SO much for this ask, I love asks like this 🤭🤭💖💖💖 smooch smooch !

[vagabond-umlaut]

HIIII KIT <333333 you said you were okay w selfship asks so!!!!! here i am :33

first of all >:3 i’m a sucker for the falls first/falls harder dynamic, so!!! in your selfships, who fell first and who fell harder?? 🎤🎤 or did you both fall at the same time??? i need to knowwww!!! 

anddddd i also . love & adore….. sun/moon pairings……… 👉👈 so i’d love to know where your selfships fall on that scale too!!! :3 i get sun vibes from you but i could see moon too…. super curious to hear abt this one hehe

anyway!!!! ily kit <3333 i hope sukugo r treating you nicely!!!!! feral cat men smh…

AAAHHH ARIIi, TYTYTY FOR SENDING ME THESE QUESTIONS! I SERIOUSLY LOVE ANSWERING ASKS ON MY SELFSHIPS SM— i'm hugging u so very tightly rn *mwah mwah mwah* @twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat

who fell first? who fell harder?

kitoru

honestly speaking, the lore of my ship w satoru changes w the seasons 🤭🤭 but acc to the information i hv as of summer 2024, i'm the one who fell first. and 'toru is the one who fell harder. i fell for him a very long time ago— back when i was in my mid teens and he was in his early twenties. but nothing romantic happened then– wtv hints i gave him either went over his head or he intentionally side-stepped them. and i js stopped giving him hints after one or two failed attempts, js staying happy with staring at him from afar, or yk, relishing wtv moments i used to get him as being one of his acquaintances... [he used to see me as a 'friend'. i nvr thought he cld see me as a 'friend', haha] but yk, when we grew up, i crossed quite some distance into my twenties and he too entered his late twenties— this is when the tectonic plates of our relationship slowly started shifting. i cld feel it, but i did not want to hope once again js to get heart-broken a second time— satoru, however, felt the shift like an earthquake. it's like, one moment he was thinking of me like he wld think of a friend, but then smthng happened, and he was like, "oh. this isn't how i think of shoko or nanami. oh. oh."— and well, let's js say, satoru was not rly in the mood for dating... he was more like, "omggg, ily! i'll take care of u! i'll make sure u hv a happy life! why don't we get married engaged, hm?" [i love my men a bit yandere 😂]

kitkuna

i think, mr. darcy's words fit sukuna and my dynamics the best 😄— “i was in the middle before i knew that i had begun.” we did not hv a very normal start to our relationship. sukuna js abducted me from my family and made me his queen. and i js became his queen and began to live in his temple or palace or fort or wtv. and yeah, we js started living together the way two ppl married as if for tax benefits start living together under the same roof. tht is it... except, tht doesn't stay tht is it for long. usually, i wld be content w some yummy food, interesting books, and nice comfy clothes— but over time, i began to notice i was feeling stuff other than js content. over time, this heavy feeling inside my chest began to grow lighter and i began to feel freer— and i realised, it was because of this freedom i was experiencing here. smthng i nvr got to experience when i was w my family— that place was rly good, yeah. i was treated rly well. but i felt more like ' a bird inside a golden cage' there. this observation changed my perception of sukuna from a housemate to smthng more amiable, perhaps smthng more affectionate, and i tried to get closer to him, inch by inch— actually millimetre by millimetre, 'cause i love to test the waters 1st then dip my toe into it— and then one fine day, when i wake up from an afternoon nap and i find sukuna sitting at the table, totally immersed in scrolls of poetry... an odd thing happens in my chest— which occurs again at dinner a few nights later... when i notice him eating as messily as ever— smthng which repeats when i catch him napping one day, akin a big cat lounging in the shade— a phenomenon which starts to happen multiple times a day very very soon... needless to say, i quickly diagnose it as a case of falling in love w my hubby 😌😌 as for sukuna... i don't rly think he feels love... he kidnapped me 'cause he was lwk intrigued by me. [idk why] he married me 'cause he grew highkey intrigued by me. [i still hv no idea why 😭😭] and he gave me space, never tried to be bad or scary to me 'cause he gave me some amt of respect as his wife, his queen [i nvr went to his court tho. i preferred drinking fruit juice and reading a good book in the shade of a tree] [were u able to guess i'm lazyyy] but then, one day, few weeks after i was able to extricate myself from my jumbled emotions and reach a definitive diagnosis— i found him snoozing under the same tree i take rest under, w a very amateurish book titled 'how do you know you are in love'— and i actually got rooted to the spot. and sukuna, heaven knows how, woke up while i was busy gaping at him. and he made an embarrassed face and dashed away— uraume later confirmed, their lord was feeling an odd thing in their chest; esp the last few weeks— roughly the same time as when i first encountered my symptom. later tht night, when i started subtly teasing him, calling us soulmates, he js put a blanket over my head to shut me up, but did not kill me— guess he loves me, huh 🤭🤭

who is the sun? who is the moon?

be it kitoru or kitkuna, i think i'm the moon, babes 😇😇 tho not a full moon. i'm more of a waxing crescent, methinks... 'cause i feel like i'm bright, but not bright enuf to light someone's path thru a forest at night... i js hv the potential, heh [i'm defo not the sun, babes 😅😅 i can be a lil grumpy and mean tbh, hahaha] satoru and sukuna, on the other hand... i think they are the sun in our dynamics. they can be both the comforting sun of chilly winter mornings, when i need them to be here for me, to hug me, to kiss me, to love me— and the scorching sun of a summer noon, ready to burn anyhting and everything which dares to bother me... [i love satoru and sukuna being a little crazy in their love for me 🥰🥰]

they're treating me pretty well so far, babes 🥰🥰🥰 and fr fr— feral cat men make me go insaneeee 😂😂😂

now i too wanna know ur answers to these same asks for ur selfships, my loveee 🤗🤗🤗 [no pressure tho!! only if u wanna ❤️❤️]

[knightfeared]

*send me a "✎" and ill draw your muse. 📨 ➤   @ambrosius-goldenlion  [ ; ] NO LONGER ACCEPTING.

[bagelbongos]

@OLReignPR:  A video thread of quotes from the club’s availability during Media Day on Feb. 27, 2023.

[thebigolbee]

did u have a voice in mind for marlow?? Just curious idk if this has been stated already I've been neglecting tumblr. love ur art forever <3

The closest voice I can compare him to atm is Benoit Blanc from Knives Out! I want to do better animatics in the future but I whipped this one up real quick to show.

Richie really just sounds like an old southern man with a slow drawl, tho perhaps a bit more on the sultry side ;)c

[good-beanswrites]

Happy Valentine's Day @artsy-azure ! Here's your gift for the @milgram-valentines-exchange 💖

Fuuta x Minato (oc) ~ The first section takes place right after his T2 interrogation, and then skips ahead to a tiny post-milgram scene :3 I hope you enjoy!

Fuuta thought he would drown. Not sink into water or anything like that; he was worried the voices filling his mind would completely suffocate him. There were too many of them. Too many people, all of them knowing every dark corner of his mind, and shouting into it. It should have been impossible for one voice – one softer than all the rest – to reach him.

Then again, everything about that voice should have been impossible.

“Fuuta… Hey, Fuuta… Are you alright?”

He blinked. He scrambled over to the nearest wall. There were no visible openings in the cell, not a single imperfection across any of the surfaces, yet Milgram’s intercom system functioned just fine. Most days it would just deliver the ear-rattling bell to tell him the time. On bad days, it carried Es’ summons to the interrogation room for his extraction. On worse days, it carried Es’ summons to the courtroom for his verdict.

On the very best days, it would bring him the voice of Hoshizawa Minato.

(Though, seeing as he had just returned from a catastrophic extraction, he wasn’t sure what type of day it was yet.)

He tore his attention away from the chorus of judgements and insults. He pressed his shoulder against the wall, still unsure where the sound was coming from, but knowing it was nearby.

“I’m here,” he said, hushed. More than anything he wanted to yell and scream, but he would never risk it, now. Minato had gone through a hell of a lot to break into Milgram’s systems, and he wouldn’t let his big mouth ruin all that. It had already ruined just about everything else.

“How are you holding up?”

Fuuta pressed his lips together. “Any news on getting us out of here?” was all he said.

Hundreds of miles away (or perhaps next door – neither of them could really know), Minato’s fingers adjusted his headset.

“I’m still working on it. These things take time.” 

“I’m definitely gonna need it after today.” 

“Your interrogation… I know.”

Fuuta pulled his hood down tighter, tufts of ginger hair ruffling underneath. “How much did you see?” 

Minato’s eyes flicked over to another monitor. It displayed the files he’d gained access to a few hours prior. It would crush Fuuta to hear about yet another person peeking into his personal moments, so he opted for a non-answer.

“I don’t have cameras. I don’t see much at all.”

“Tch, I’m not a damn idiot, I know that! I meant, how much did you hear?”

“...Everything.” 

Fuuta squeezed his eye shut. He bit a curse back. There came silence.

Minato actually double checked some of his monitors, making sure they hadn’t been disconnected.

“So then, you know,” Fuuta said at last. “There’s no fucking way I’m getting forgiven this time around.”

“You can’t be so sure. The–”

“No one in their right mind would forgive me after that.” He winced, remembering his harsh cries at the end of the interrogation. What kind of accused murderer shouted “I’ll kill you” as their plea of innocence? When he wasn’t running his mouth with threats, he’d been pleading with Es like some kind of coward. And Minato has heard all of it. Fuuta could only imagine the horrors that the extraction held. Who could forgive him after they saw his anger, or worse, his pleasure? Who could ever look kindly on someone like that?

“I would.”

Fuuta’s eyes widened. He let himself sink further into the wall. A strangled laugh escaped him. He let his head hang down. No matter how much he wanted to protest, Minato was as honest as they come. If he said he forgave Fuuta, he meant it. 

“Yeah, like I said, no one in their right mind.”

Minato cracked a smile. 

“You don’t think I’m in my right mind?”

Fuuta scoffed. “You post pictures of clothes for a living. And in your free time, you plan impossible jailbreaks for murderers. Doesn’t sound quite sane to me.”

“Aw, come on. Do you think it’s impossible?” 

Minato was still smirking, ready for some more of their typical back and forth. Fuuta surprised him by pausing. 

“Well, it should be impossible. But…”

They’d been speaking for some time now. Whether it was quick comments when Es wasn’t around or long conversations into the night. Fuuta had seen many sides of him, and knew that he had what it took. He wasn’t like the vast majority of internet personalities – weak or needy or inexperienced. He’d proved himself time and time again. If anyone could pull this off, it would be Minato. 

“If it’s you… there’s a chance.”

“You’ve got that right. You can count on me, alright?”

Fuuta took a deep breath. The tightness of the uniform and the bandages seemed to lessen.

“Although,” Minato put on a falsely serious voice, “we’re gonna have a long talk when you get out… about that yellow jacket you own.”

“Haaah? What’s wrong with my jacket?’

“There are a hundred stylish ways to wear it and that was not one.”

“The fuck does that mean?” 

“You’ll be grateful when someone who ‘posts pictures of clothes for a living’ helps with your wardrobe.” 

Fuuta could feel his chest release even more. Minato spoke so easily about the future, as if it were something real and waiting for him. 

“As if I’d let you touch any of my outfits.”

“As if you could stop me!”

He took another breath. He smiled. No drowning today.

---

After checking the clock fourteen times, Fuuta thought once more couldn’t hurt. It was still two minutes to noon, just like the last few times he’d checked. His frequent checking hadn’t brought the train to the station any faster.

Minato had told him that he was safe. He’d said this meeting wasn’t that big of a risk. The dust had settled. He just had to relax. 

The announcement overhead signaled the next stop was his. It screeched into the station, a slight murmur rising as the doors opened onto a platform of moving people. 

Fuuta lowered his head. His eyepatch would surely draw attention to himself, so he kept his hood down and his mask up. He just needed to make it to the station entrance. 

He made his way around stiff businessmen and sticky children. He tried to shuffle around a young man, but he seemed to step further into Fuuta’s path. Giving the stranger a quick glance, he started to mumble something to squeeze past. 

“Fuuta,” the man said, gaping in surprise. “It’s me.”

He inhaled sharply.

It was only three words, but it was enough to recognize his voice from a thousand conversations. 

Fuuta’s eye widened as he took Minato in. It was strange to finally see his face. Finally, here was the person he’d spent hours talking to. The person he’d spent days passing the time with. The person he’d spent nights falling for. Here was the one who had saved his life, in more ways than he could count.

His first observation was, fuck, this guy is way outta my league. His next was, he’s shorter than I was expecting. Then, gah, I’m probably shorter than he was expecting. He was in the middle of realizing, he has the nicest smile I think I’ve ever seen, when Minato crushed him in a hug.

Fuuta returned the embrace. His arms tightened around Minato. He was real. He was here. Fuuta’s hands grasped at his clothes and his hair. He was unable to control a laugh bubbling up inside of him. 

“You did it. My god, you did it.”

He breathed into Minato’s shoulder. His chest shook with some laughter, some tears. 

For a moment wondered if people would notice the heartfelt reunion outside of the train, then he realized he didn’t care in the slightest. 

Minato was laughing along with him in that beautiful, familiar voice of his. No more crackling speakers or hidden intercoms – he spoke right into his ear, hair tickling his cheek. Fuuta could have stayed forever in his arms, just like that. All that mattered was he felt safe. At last, he felt happy.

Talk about impossible. 

[kairos-polaris]

So I found this around, can I ask for Gojo/ Yuuji?

♥ Send a ship and I'll give you who:

- Gives nose/forehead kisses

- Gets jealous the most

- Picks the other up from the bar when they’re too drunk to drive

- Takes care of on sick days

- Drags the other person out into the water on beach day

- Gives unprompted massages

- Drives/rides shotgun

- Brings the other lunch at work

- Has the better parental relationship

- Tries to start role-playing in bed

- Embarrassingly drunk dancer

- Still cries watching Titanic

- Firmly believes in couples costumes

- Breaks the expensive gift rule during Christmas

- Makes the other eat breakfast

- Remembers anniversaries

- Brings up having kids

hi!! I love this so much, have been thinking about it ever since i woke up

- Gives nose/forehead kisses

Gojo has height advantage so he is the giving nose/forehead kisses randomly but when they are cuddling it's Yuuji. And Satoru just melts from hos soft and loving Yuuji is

- Gets jealous the most

Gojo 100%, he is a jealous selfish bastard man who doesn't like people being too close to his precious Yuuji. He gets ten times more openly affectionate with Yuuji if he sees someone too close to him

- Picks the other person from the bar when they're too drunk to drive

Both! Gojo when he decides to join Shoko, it doesn't take long for him to get black out drunk so Shoko is usually the one calling Yuuji so he could get his boyfriend. In the morning Satoru intentionally doesn't rct his hungover so Yuuji would take care of him

And I see Nobara dragging Yuuji and Megumi with her to go clubbing, on the rare occasions Yuuji gets too drunk Megumi (the always sober friend) calls Gojo. Gojo forces Ijichi to drive him tho because he wants to make out with Yuuji in the backseat and Yuuji is always too indulgent of him

- Takes care of on sick days

They both don't get sick easily, especially with Gojo's rct but Yuuji is 100% the caretaker, he frets over Satoru and makes sure he gets better soon

- Gives unprompted massages

Yuuji! He offers to massage Satoru's neck and shoulders whenever he is back from a time consuming mission and Gojo always accepts, Yuuji touch always makes him feel better and less annoyed with the higher ups for wasting his time

- Brings the other lunches and work

Yuuji, he wakes up early to make the best lunches for Satoru and will always bring them to him so they could have lunch together if they have no missions then

In a no curses au all of Gojo's coworkers would be so jealous watching him get handfed the most delicious lunch by his handsome boyfriend. One time Yuuji was the one who forgot his lunch and Satoru brought it to him, now making all of Yuuji's coworkers jealous and envious

- Has the better parental relationship

Probably Yuuji if you consider his grandfather as his parent. But they were both seen as tools by their parent(s). With Yuuji we do know that Jin cared for him (for as long as he was around) and so does Kenjaku to some extent. We don't know enough about Satoru's parents to say for sure but I do think they saw six eyes and limitless user before they saw their son

- Tries to start role-playing in bed

Gojo and I don't think I need to explain that, he definitely has a sensei kink

- Embarrassingly drunk dancer

Gojo in the very rare circumstances he does get drunk. Yuuji too, he would be super embarrassed in the morning but Satoru thinks it's cute (there is almost nothing that could make Satoru think Yuuji isn't cute)

- Still cries watching Titanic

As a person who never watched Titanic I'd say Yuuji because of the human earthworm stuff and how compassionate he is. Satoru wouldn't cry because he is too used to suppressing his feelings as the strongest (dw about it, Yuuji helps him with that)

- Firmly believes in couples costume

Gojo, he needs to make it clear to everyone Yuuji is taken 🥰 ("Everyone already knows, idiot," - Megumi probably)

- Breaks the expensive gift rule for Christmas

Gojo, I like the hc that Yuuji struggles with accepting gifts so Satoru, who wants to spoil his precious boyfriend, would buy things all throughout the year and then act shocked there are so many gifts for Yuuji when Christmas comes. Yuuji is flustered over the disparity in price and quantity and doesn't buy Satoru's "I just panic bought everything to make sure you like your gifts" excuse because every single thing is perfectly tailored to his taste. But eventually he gives in to Satoru's puppy eyes

- Makes the other eat breakfast

Yuuji, the habit of getting up early to cook a healthy breakfast for Satoru started during the basement arc and then carried on even when Yuuji lived in the dorms. Satoru protested a bit at first but gave in quickly because he likes being taken care of

- Remembers anniversaries

Satoru remembers every single important date and uses them as excuses to spoil Yuuji with gifts. Yuuji remembers the major stuff and spoils Satoru back

- Brings up having kids

I imagine they both would skirt around it not wanting to pressure the other but in the end it would be Yuuji, armed with lots and lots of reassurance from Megumi and Nobara

[ominis]

I too prefer ominis to Sebastian esp after figuring out how that sidequest ends. What choice did you make there and why? Personally I see both pros and cons to choosing both and thats making it difficult.

I pretty much always sided with Ominis, as I think he's right in most situations and he very much seems like the voice of reason in their dynamic, but yeah, the end of the questline and the decision whether or not to turn Sebastian in is very complex and that's what makes it so much fun to play! I can completely understand both decisions and I also struggled to pick one for a while.

On one hand, it's not wrong to turn him in. He's guilty. He killed someone. There's no doubt about that. And we've been watching him lose himself to the Dark Arts. Sure, we could give him another chance to get better, but what if he doesn't? What if he hurts someone else or what if he kills someone else? How many people are we willing to put at risk for Sebastian's sake? What if the only way for him to learn what he's done is for him to face those real consequences?

But on the other hand, I don't believe at all that Sebastian is a bad person deep down. He's desperate and scared and he's slowly losing the person he loves most in the world and would do ANYTHING to stop that from happening. He's not evil. He's not doing bad things for the sake of being bad. And if we turn him in, he's never going to get the chance to be better. Azkaban will destroy him.

Ultimately, I chose to disagree with Ominis at the end and let Sebastian go because I think how things ended really sets him up to actually learn from what he did. He did all of these bad things to save Anne and not only will she still die, but she will never forgive him, he lost his uncle, and destroyed his relationship with his best friend too. The Dark Arts gained him nothing. The Dark Arts made him lose everything. I think that's enough for him to learn that he needs to leave all of that alone. If he had been successful in saving Anne, I probably would have chosen differently because he would have been rewarded for the harm he caused. But I think the outcome of his story is punishment enough already.

[sunsetsandsunshine]

Literally about to binge both live action Sonic movies because of your fic and because lee Tails has been taking over my brain 💖 I’ve never been in the Sonic fandom, but I adore the fic you wrote for it and now I need to watch the movies ✨

AWE BLUSHYYYYYY 🥹☹️💖💗💞💕✨‼️ I almost didn’t recognize you from the new PFP lol— it suits you, amiga 💝💞💕

But thank you so much 🥲😭. Funny you mention it, I have been re-reading my old fics and that was one of the first I read. Sonic and Tom are so silly 💖🕺🏾🕺🏾

And as for Lee!Tails? That’s so real…he’s just a jumble of squirms and giggles and AUGHHH 🥹✨💝💖💞‼️‼️‼️ I WANNA WRECK HIM SO BAD OMIGOSH 🥹🥹🥹