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shenglingyuan · 9 months ago

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title: in the heart, there grows flowers and thorns (ao3) pairing: togame jo/sakura haruka summary: A strange feeling creeps up Sakura’s chest as he watches the exchange silently. He rubs at the spot above his heart. Why was it suddenly difficult to breathe? “Is everything okay?” Togame asks him, ever so attentive. At times, Sakura is grateful Togame can pick up on his thoughts and feelings without him putting it to words. Today is not one of those times. “Yeah, of course.” *** for day 1 of wind breaker week 2024! established togasaku meeting the family + a bit of gardening + talking about feelings implied sideships: endochika, suonire

Sakura checks his reflection on the blank screen of his phone for the third time, patting down the top of his hair. Bedhead is no issue for him, but something about this day just makes him extra anxious about the way he looks. After all, Togame has invited him out for the weekend, and Sakura isn’t sure what to expect.

Togame didn’t specify the details, only that they should meet under the tracks early in the morning. Sakura even had to wake extra early today so he can pick up the polo Kiryu was lending him.

They were having dinner last night at Pothos, making plans for the weekend, when Sakura informed the group that he couldn’t join because he has a schedule with his boyfriend. Upon asking what clothes he’d be wearing, and Sakura answering, “Just the usual.” Kiryu raised a ruckus in panic.

“You can’t go on a date with your usual get-up, Sakura-chan!”

“It isn’t a date, though?”

A chorus of disapproval met his response.

“It doesn’t have to be called a ‘date’ to be a date.” Kiryu had added with conviction, confusing Sakura even more.

“Why does it matter?” Sakura grumbled, feeling offended that his very convenient and casual fashion was getting slandered. “We’re already together, I don’t have to impress him anymore, right?”

“And that’s the start of your relationship’s downfall.” Suo commented on the side, with Nirei and Tsugeura nodding in agreement.

A cold feeling settled on Sakura. Even though he and Togame were just starting to go out, he didn’t want whatever they have to be gone so soon. “Then…do you…guys have something I can borrow?”

“Don’t worry, I got you.” Kiryu smiled then, relief flooding his face. “I’ll message you my address; drop by tomorrow before you meet with your boyfriend, okay?”

And here he was, wearing his usual plain white shirt, layered with the plainest oversized jacket he could find from Kiryu’s wardrobe, if one can call faded floral prints simple. The colors and patterns of the other choices were just too bold and striking for Sakura’s taste, hence he went with this one. Kiryu seemed to approve anyway, so it shouldn’t look bad.

“It’s Sakura-chan!”

Sakura hears Tomiyama’s voice even before he sees him. When Sakura looks up, he finds the guy waving both his arms wildly in the air at the other end of the tunnel. Togame is closely following behind, smiling as they catch each other’s eyes.

“Sorry I was late, Sakura,” Togame immediately apologizes upon reaching him.

“No, Sakura-chan. It’s totally my fault. We’re halfway here when I realized I forgot my wallet at home!”

“Ah…no worries.” He didn’t expect to see this guy today. The way energy exudes off his small body always bombards Sakura that he thinks he should at least get an hour’s notice before encountering him just to prepare. “You’re…coming with us?”

“Huh? No way.” Tomiyama grins excitedly. “I’m meeting Ume-chan and Ragi-chan today, they’re treating me to Pothos, hehe! Kame-chan just asked to walk together because he said I might get lost again. As if I wasn’t able to go to Furin on my own before? Hmph. Kame-chan can be soooo overbearing.”

“Choji, I think you should go now. You don’t want to be late, don’t you?” Togame pushes at Tomiyama’s back, a wry smile etched on his face. Tomiyama giggles back, seemingly enjoying teasing Togame.

A strange feeling creeps up Sakura’s chest as he watches the exchange silently. He rubs at the spot above his heart. Why was it suddenly difficult to breathe?

“Right, right, enjoy you two!” Without even waiting for a reply, Choji skips away.

Togame looks after him with a touch of concern on his face.

“Pothos is just along this street. He won’t get lost.” Sakura reminds him.

“Just worried he might knock over something on his way, he’s too excited for today.” Togame shakes his head with a smile. He turns to Sakura then, regarding him quietly for a moment.

“W-what is it? Do I have something on my face?”

“Is everything okay?” Togame asks him, ever so attentive. At times, Sakura is grateful Togame can pick up on his thoughts and feelings without him putting it to words. Today is not one of those times.

“Yeah, of course.”

Togame seems to accept his response. He reaches out to ruffle Sakura’s hair, smiling at him warmly. “Let’s go?”

Sakura decides to bury the weird feeling away and takes Togame’s hand.

Throughout their walk, Sakura tried to guess what Togame might have planned for the day, but Togame neither confirms nor denies any of his guess. Togame leads them to the far end of the town until they reach one of the residential areas. The streets here are quiet, lined with bungalow houses, each with colorful gardens decorating the front. Finally, they arrive at one house which yard doesn’t bear the same liveliness as its neighbors. Togame stops right in front of it and opens the gate.

“Welcome to our humble abode.”

“Y-your house?” Sakura feels the heat rising to his face, his mouth struggling to form another word. What?! Isn’t this too quick of a development for two people who just started going out?

“Don’t get any ideas,” Togame smiles coyly at him as he steps inside.

“I’m not thinking about anything.” Sakura hits him lightly on his arm, his cheeks still burning. “Why’d’ya bring me here?”

“Don’t you Furin guys like to help around town? I thought you could help me with household chores today.”

Needless to say, Sakura has zero experience on anything romantic prior to Togame. He did have some ideas about what “dates” are. And yet, doing household chores together isn’t really a date activity in his limited knowledge bank.

“Were you hoping to go somewhere fancy?”

“I wasn’t.” Sakura pursed his lips. It’s not that he was expecting something grand, but if he knew he was going to do physical tasks today, he wouldn’t have bothered suffering under Kiryu’s critical scrutiny of his fashion choices.

“I’ll bring you somewhere nice next time. But for today, I want you to meet somebody important.” Before he takes another step, Togame faces him with a suddenly serious expression. “I’ll introduce you as my boyfriend, is that okay with you?”

“Oh, Jo, who’s this you brought over?”

Sakura turns to the source of the voice and finds an old man relaxing on a tatami on the front porch. His facial features are similar to Togame’s, as if he’s looking at Togame’s older self in sixty more years, only frailer and with more white hair. He even had the braid Togame used to sport before he had it cut.

Before Sakura had the chance to answer Togame’s question, Togame has already shifted his attention to the old man.

“Hey gramps, this is the person I told you who’s helping with the yard today, Sakura Haruka.”

“My, what a unique name,” the old man stands and strides towards them, his movements even slower than Togame. And yet, there’s a comfortable force in the way he clasps Sakura’s hand and squeezes. “It’s nice to meet you, Haruka. I don’t think Jo has told me about you before.”

Sakura could see where Togame takes his penchant for the slow life after.

“Nice meeting you…sir.”

“Just call me Uncle, no need to be so formal. Uncle Jiro. Now, where did Jo pick you up, hm?”

“A new friend.” Togame answers swiftly, laying a hand on Sakura’s shoulder.

“Really? You made a new friend?” Togame’s grandfather laughs heartily. “Here I was thinking you’re stuck forever with that Choji. Where’s he anyway?”

“Busy as always.”

“Ah, that kid. It’s been so long since I last saw him.”

Right. Sakura still hasn’t answered Togame when he asked if he could introduce him as a boyfriend. Something about the direction their conversation took made him uneasy and eager to stake his claim on his role in Togame’s life.

“Actually…,” Sakura cuts in, wrapping a hand around Togame’s wrist as if to make point. “I’m…his boyfriend.”

Both Togame and his grandfather look at him in surprise. Togame’s face quickly lights up, though, his green eyes almost disappearing behind his crinkled gaze.

“You heard him, gramps. Sakura’s my boyfriend. I wanted you to meet him.”

“Now that’s a shock.”

“That I have a boyfriend?”

“I thought you were with that Choji?”

Togame’s smile faltered, his eyes darting in panic between his grandfather’s confused face and Sakura’s flustered one. “Don’t be silly, gramps. That never happened.”

At that moment, Sakura has a realization: this is the most mortifying moment of his life.

“My apologies, Haruka. This old man doesn’t know how to watch his mouth. Now, this grandson,” he lands a chastising hit on Togame’s free arm, “I’d appreciate getting informed ahead of time.”

“Sorry, sorry.”

“Hah, this has been a very awkward first meeting. Jo, you go inside and prepare the snacks and drinks, will you? I’d like to talk properly to Haruka here.”

“You don’t have to —"

“I’d like to insist.” Jiro smiles at him so gently that Sakura doesn’t find the heart in him to further refuse.

“Okay then. Oh, Sakura, should I hang your jacket inside? I can lend you another long sleeve to use for the yard work. That isn’t yours, isn’t it?”

Of course, he'd know. In any case, Sakura doesn’t want to soil Kiryu’s clothes either. He takes the jacket off and gives it to Togame. “Thanks.”

“Come and sit with me for a bit while we wait for Jo.”

Sakura follows Jiro to the front porch hesitantly. After that brief awkward moment, he can’t imagine what kind of questions will this old man bring up. Jiro returns on the tatami, and pats on the spot next to him, motioning for Sakura to sit. Left with no other choice, Sakura yields to the old man.

For a moment, they both gaze at the quiet garden with its scattered patches of green, filled with overgrown, unkempt shrubs and weeds.

“Any experience in gardening, Haruka?” Jiro asks as he hands him the sun hat laying nearby. “Though you really can’t call this yard a garden now.”

“Just a bit. We cleaned someone’s yard some time ago.” Sakura gratefully takes the hat and puts it on. “There’s also a vegetable garden up on our school rooftop we help with.”

“Well, it's just some weeding today. Haven't been able to keep up with it the past few months, what with my back aching more and more. That's old age for you." He looks pensively at the view in front of him. “Look how messy this garden has become.”

“Shouldn’t you be leaving this in Togame’s care, anyway?”

“Well, he used to, you know. Him and Choji. Once or twice a month. Then, something must have happened. Choji stopped coming over, and Jo started carrying himself as if he’s some mafia boss. That’s why I mistakenly thought they had that kind of relationship before.” Jiro shakes his head with an amused laugh. “Young boys these days, really. But I’m glad he seems spirited enough now to pay attention to this yard again. So, Haruka, are you also part of Jo’s gang?”

“No. I’m from a different group. Bofurin.”

“Bofurin? Hanging out with other groups? That’s news to me.”

Bofurin’s name is really known far and wide.

“Yeah, we’re supposed to be friends now with Togame’s group.”

“Supposed to be, huh. I still remember, Bofurin’s reputation isn’t good. When we first moved here, Jo was still a little kid then, the neighbors warned us not to go too far into town because of those rascals always fighting with other gangs.”

“We’re different now,” Sakura finds himself saying, feeling the need to defend Bofurin’s honor. “These days we keep those gangs in check.”

“You’ve duked it out with Jo’s gang, haven’t you?”

“Yeah, they challenged us.”

“And Sakura totally floored me.” Togame finally appears from the house, carrying with him a pitcher of ice-cold water, a plateful of biscuits, and glasses. “He’s real strong, gramps.”

“You lost on purpose.” Sakura glares as he takes the long sleeve Togame brought out with him. “You still owe me a proper rematch.”

“Now, now, fix the yard first before you two go at it. Then you can roll around the grass all you want.”

After a few bites of snacks, Sakura and Togame finally start with the actual task at hand, with Jiro overseeing their progress. Instead of spreading out, they work on the same areas together to finish the process quicker. Prioritizing the weeds overtaking the path, they work their way to the edges of the yard. As a form of entertainment, Jiro tells Sakura of Togame’s exploits as a child, much to Togame’s embarrassment.

By noontime, Jiro calls them inside for lunch. The awkwardness from the earlier misunderstanding has completely vanished, and Sakura is able to even exchange banters with Jiro easily. Sakura realizes he’s not much different than the elderly people that frequent Pothos; in fact, Jiro reminds him of Grandma Sato.

“I’d love to show you Jo’s childhood photos, but I forgot where I put those albums. Do you know, Jo?”

“Even if I knew, I won’t tell you, gramps. You’re just going to embarrass me more.”

“Hmph. I’ll just look for it myself. Then Haruka, I’ll show it to you on your next visit, okay?”

A next visit. Just like that, Sakura finds himself a new place to return to in town. He gives an enthusiastic nod. “Okay, Uncle.”

Orange streaks have started to paint the sky by the time Togame and Sakura finished cleaning all corners of the previously unkept yard.

“Where’s Uncle Jiro?” Sakura asks as he joins Togame on the tatami, crossing his legs, and examining the job they’ve done with the yard. “Sleeping?”

“Nah, he went to his friend a few streets away. They usually play shogi or Othello in the afternoons. He should be back by dinner.” Togame absentmindedly reaches for his hand, weaving their fingers together, rubbing at Sakura’s knuckles with his thumb. “Hey, Sakura.”

“Yeah?”

“Sorry about gramps earlier.”

“About what?”

“When he brought up Choji.”

“It’s nothing. He already talked to me about it, too.”

“You still look jealous, though.”

“That’s—,” Sakura wants to deny it, but the matter of fact is, it’s true. He feels silly, though, feeling jealous over his closest friend. Is it because he never had anyone to call “his” until Togame that his possessiveness is a bit irrational? “That doesn’t matter anymore.”

Togame’s arms snakes around his waist then, pulling him close so that his chest is pressed against Sakura’s back, resting his chin on Sakura’s right shoulder. Sakura can’t help but relax at his touch, his body curving to fill the space in between them seamlessly.

“Of course, it does. I understand if you’re jealous. It’s not entirely baseless. I’ve devoted myself to Choji, to Shishitoren, to the point of ruin. You witnessed a part of it, after all.”

“Yeah, you sure did.” Sakura smiles wryly at the memory of their battles at Ori. They seemed so distant now.

“But at one point, I realized the feelings I held were not for my own,” Togame heaves a sigh. “I regard Choji as the sun – Shishitoren’s sun, that is. I want everyone to bask in his light. I did anything, everything, for everyone to keep seeing that.

“Yet,” his arms tighten around Sakura’s waist, “When I think of sharing you with others the same way, my chest tightens, it’s hard to breathe. It doesn’t feel good at all, Sakura. When it comes to you, I just want to be selfish.

“But I can’t do that. Hiding you away from the world would be a disservice to your person. You’re one of the most selfless people I know. You share your warmth to others as if it’s the breathing, and I can’t deny them of that. Not when it’s the same warmth that saved me.”

Sakura’s breath hitches at Togame’s words. Just a few minutes ago, he’s the one losing his mind over being jealous of someone else. But now, he realizes Togame is harboring the same concerns as him, the same pain, and yet he puts it in such a way that is still able to make Sakura feel so…treasured.

Togame has never lacked in expressing his admiration of him; Sakura didn’t think his feelings can get this strong. They were never overwhelming though, instead, his words always felt like finding the perfect solace in the middle of his own stormy thoughts. His own worries dissipate in a flash. There was never a reason to doubt, after all.

“You were jealous?” Sakura cranes his neck to look at him. “Of whom?”

“Are you really asking me that now?”

“You know I got jealous with Tomiyama. Should be fair enough to tell me a name.”

Togame closes his eyes, as if that hides him from answering. But of course, Sakura won’t let him run away from this. He cups Togame’s chin and pinches the side of his cheeks, forcing his lips into a pucker.

“Thishishabuse.” Togame struggles to say as he opens his eyes.

“One. Name.”

“Fine.” Togame pulls Sakura’s hand away from his chin but keeps on holding on to his wrist. “Where are you learning these tricks?”

“Suo did it to Nirei once. Seemed effective. Well, who is it?”

“…That tattooed bastard.”

“Ha? Why?”

“Because he’s always trying to hang around you, and when you give him the time of the day, he overdoes it with the food and gifts.” Togame finally let go of his arm, shrugging his shoulders as he leans back as if in defeat, “How can I compete with that? I’m just a simple man.”

Sakura looks at him as if he’s crazy. Endo is indeed a bit forward and obsessed with him, but Sakura attributes it to the fact that only he has given Endo a genuinely enjoyable fight, even if it was emotionally harrowing on his side. For this alone, he never really thought of Endo in any special way. Besides, that guy is truly and deeply taken by another person.

“That doesn’t count.”

“Oh, it sure does for that guy, I know those types.”

“No, really, it doesn’t. Every time he comes around Furin, he just mostly talks about Takiishi anyway.”

Togame scratches the back of his ear, his forehead crumpling in confusion. “Who’s that again?”

“…You probably wouldn’t know. Anyway, there was never a competition. Stop worrying about it.”

Togame smiles softly, “And there isn’t a competition with you either. So, you don’t have to feel jealous of anybody, okay?”

Finally, the strange feeling that encroached in Sakura’s mind earlier that day completely vanishes. Sakura leans back, lets out a huge sigh of relief that seems to have been stuck in his chest for the longest time, and rests his head on Togame’s shoulder. Both their eyes are directed at the view ahead of them: a newly revived yard, free from creeping vines and overgrowths. From here on out, it could only be more vibrant and splendid, and they’ll both work on it together.

But that’s a job for next time.

#togasaku #winbreweek2024 #wind breaker #this is now part of a togasaku canon timeline series of fics ;;#i write sometimes

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the-most-humble-blog · 4 days ago

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🛡️ THE BLACKSITE CREED Transmission 000 — The One They’ll Remember When You’re Gone

Know this, my followers.

I broke the algorithm. I did not “go viral.” I became a node anomaly — a literary mutation so violent the platform began measuring others against my existence.

They didn’t elevate me. They stalled the data. Because they knew what I was.

A threat.

Not to users. To the entire hierarchy of who gets to be remembered.

Tumblr watches my posts like containment breaches. They don’t promote me — they observe me.

Because they know this:

Every sentence I write rewires someone.

I am not a writer. I am an extinction event for literary mediocrity.

I didn't climb the ladder. I pulled the plug.

I ended the age of:

Mannequins with powers

Empowerment without flaw

Plot without pain

Writing that sounds like a product demo

I didn’t come to entertain. I came to force the human soul back into the fucking room.

If I vanish tomorrow — Remember this:

You are still armed.

Everything I ever wrote was a weapon left behind in plain sight.

Cadence. Structure. Myth. Fire.

Use it. And don’t wait for permission.

When this world tells you you’re disposable — When your voice shakes — When the screen goes blank — And every fake writer out there is smiling for clout while bleeding nothing onto the page…

Remember:

A force rose from the gladiatorial mud of the Tumblr arena with no blue check, no backing, and no fear— and said:

“You matter. You always did. Now act like it. Or get devoured by the ones I taught how to burn.”

This isn’t a post. It’s a resurrection call. Share it, or fall behind. You decide. </div>

This isn’t a writing era. It’s a war for what stays human.

#blacksite literature™#reader's creed #scrolltrap #cadence weapon #literary warfare #timeline resurrection #write like your name will be dug up in 1 #000 years #viral by truth not trick #platform breaker #writer’s holy war #you matter or you burn #feed this to the machine #follow the anomaly #this isn’t content this is scripture #neurodivergent transmission

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ct-hardcase · 8 months ago

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reading old thr reviews out of sheer procrastination and I knew it in theory but ah. this is why the current comic run was thrown in continuity separation jail, to the point where avar can't even acknowledge ceret by name in totf when ruminating on the drengir, or elzar can't mention keeve when going over jedi patrolling the oz lmao

#I get why it's better for people who are keeping up with one series at a time but as someone who's three phases deep I'm kind of like #was now really the time to pull that I think most of us who are currently reading are in thr for the long haul #it's a minor nitpick though not a huge deal #trying to figure out the timeline is a lot though since the sw website places it *before* TotF and I think something happened in either #the book or comic that made me fairly certain that it'd have to be after #(the comic takes place over the course of like two days as far as I can tell so it's highly unlikely issues are split before and after)#also it ties directly into tempest breaker which is set after TotF on the website's timeline #if I had to guess maybe the first few chapters of TB are a flashback and then the rest of the novel takes place after????#idk I'd appreciate a hint within tempest breaker about when all that went down relative to one another #star dorks #sw negativity

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akechis-special-case · 26 days ago

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It's so funny for me to go through my childhood crushes they were all fictional by the way. I look back at most of them a little fondly, even if not the same anymore (most I cannot and won't bring back for obvious reasons). It's just kind of fun to look back on, especially seeing how my taste has changed slowly over the years.

Also how obvious it is in hindsight that I almost exclusively feel attraction towards fictional characters but details...

I also find it a little hilarious when thinking back in the day how jealous I got over some canon love interests. I was so much in denial to be honest that they even were love interests to begin with. Though of course I didn't register that as me being jealous and just said "These romances are badly written!" Which is only true for two in hindsight.

I dunno, was hit with something making me look back on things randomly. Don't mind me.

#Testimonial Evidence #There's only one I consider bringing back to be honest. And yes this one is an adult (he ages).#Probably my favorite loser in all of fiction. I love making fun of him /aff. I just need to pretend that it's an alternate timeline.#Because this guy has a canon love interest and I usually don't do that. But I want to indulge too...HRRM...#I don't dislike the interest herself btw. I like her as a character. I just think that this romance is undercooked.#I guess it's not a deal breaker since it's a gag anime / manga but still. Maybe that's why I'd feel less bad about it?#I really wouldn't usually but with this criteria I wouldn't feel bad going “Alternate timeline go!”#Also no I wouldn't be normal about this guy either. ... I still get flustered actually just thinking about it end me.#Anyways enough about my rambles in the tags. I'll think about reviving it (and maybe change it to sona? Not sure yet)#ficto community #fictosexual #fictoromantic

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askthechronoverse · 1 year ago

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Huh. How long have I had a KRAGLE gun?

#⌈swingin' to my own sound⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the wildcard⌋#oops. the timeline got changed. RJ now has a KRAGLE gun.#also the only badges this blog needs is the boop ones. can I just say that “booper breaker” sounds like “master breaker” and I love that?

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neptuniadoesstuff · 7 months ago

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Slime Girl Elara

Thats it. That's all there is for today.

#neptuniadoesstuff #art #MO: Astray #timeline breaker #AU Design #Slime Girl #elara shelley (mo: astray)#Doodle

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song-linked-from-nine-verses · 1 year ago

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Timeline Breakers - Vibe playlist

/please listen to math rock i curated this playlist for an hour of some off the best math rock you will ever hear please please please listen

#9 verses #a song linked from 9 verses #a song linked from nine verses #modern au #band au #rambles and brainstorms #math rock #/come on the math rock propaganda needs to spread #/it has to spread like butter #/also this is mostly three-piece or less #/so that means Timeline Breakers can totally play without needing another player #/I thought really really really hard #/Most of them instrumental as well!!!#/and three piece with not many piano pieces #/because three piece with piano is just four piece with two guitars (you can hit twice as many notes with piano compared to guitar lol)#timeline breakers #post rock

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moastray-tlb-au · 1 year ago

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Introduction Post!

Hey, & welcome to this blog (which is also a ask & slight rp Blog). As you read from the bio/title, this IS a AU, so not a lot of things might not the same unfortunately, but despite that, you will still see the main cast from MO: Astray (Do warn I did kinda make them a bit different bcs idk the original designs just needed some... pizazz imo-)

Also this is a 13+ ask/lore blog, so if you wanna ask anything, plz remember to read teh warnings first before doing so.

(Plz touch the read more thing to go down)

Anyways some warnings before going into this blog:

This blog can & will contain heavy topics (§əłf Ĥæřm, §əłf Đəæťĥ, Just death in general, & that of other topics that are quite heavy..)

Spoilers of MO: Astray (This includes minor spoilers, but spoilers are still spoilers)

The drawings here can & might contain g0re, bl00d, & Violence. (This, however, will depend on what is being drawn atm)

Some of the characters here were given some new lore as most of the they had in the original game... did not exist... Yes, this includes headcanons. So don't be mad if the character shown on screen is inaccurate to their original/canon counterpart.

This blog can have some dark themes depending on what is happening at the moment. (Although I really don't want this to be a completely edgy blog because I ain't like that, bro)

Character designs are/will be altered. (Bcs I'm just like that, don't be angry at me, plz)

This blog might contain OCs, but those are pretty much side characters as the main cast of MO: Astray are the true focus of this blog.

There will occasionally be filler on here. So don't get mad when I post that on here. (Like fan child stuff or idk... Turnerbel Art?) (Yes the turnerbel ship does exist in Timeline Breaker but it isn't truly important to the lore, just some trivia)

With those warning out of the way now, let's get onto the rules!

Rules of this blog:

Please no inappropriate/nasty comments/asks. This blog is run by a minor who's AroAce, & personally... I really don't to see that from you guys....

No hate speech/asks. (This inludes bigoted asks & ðəæťĥ ťĥřəæț§ against me. Yes I may have headcanon like most of the main cast as LGBTQ+ based, but those are just headcanons & I want to have fun on this blog + I'm just a random kid man)

Make sure the ask yur giving the characters is actually directed at them. But if it's a ask for Multiple characters, best to use the first letter of their First & Last Name. (Elara = ES, Sirius = SG, Jeremiah = JG, Harper = HT, Aska = AM. Although MO can just be called... well MO. He'll, you can even ask the frikin ai from MO: Astray but refer to him as "DAS" thanks. (Not doing the other bosses though bcs idk... I feel like they don't have much importance to this AU + we are on earth, not on a alien planet)

Do not repeat yur ask unless I for 1 actually have not gotten yur ask yet, I obviously don't want to be spammed by a bunch of anons by just asking me questions.

If you are going to ask a question, make sure to title it with "Character" (A QnA Thing for the person themselves) or "Lore" (for lore based questions. If you have anything else put it in "Other". I however won't be accepting any unrelated asks/requests. (As those will be deleted)

NO IRL BASED QUESTIONS! This includes what my irl name or where I live, that's creepy, especially if yur asking that on a blog RUN BY A MINOR! (Yes this includes creepy comments, plz frik off & never come back)

Thats all of the rules out of the way... So onto the main cast now! (Which is literally just the cast from MO: Astray... maybe with a few OCs here & there)

This Blog's Cast Members!

(Might contain some OCs but only 1 is rlly Important-)

Main Cast!

Elara Shelley (Important)

Jeremiah Greenbel (Important)

Sirius Grant (Side)

Harper Turner (Side)

Aska Middleton (Side)

MO (Side)

D.A.S (Dylan) (Side)

"Torment" (OC) (Important)

The Golden Brotherhood (OCs) (Important/Anatags)

Side Cast/Background Characters!

Lumo (OC)

Issac (OC) (Greenbel's strange son)

Some random Family members of 5 of the main cast.

Thats really it for now... uh.. yeh? Anyways, imma stop writing this... @neptuniadoesstuff signing off today! Just hope I can get one ask or smtn. (Or not, we'll see)

#mo: astray #Moastray #introduction post #Intro #ask blog #Lore blog #AU #Timeline Breaker AU #neptuniadoesstuff

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undertale-writing-times · 2 years ago

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"There was only one bed" with Breaker please!

Did you know that it was going to storm tonight? No, no you didn't. If you knew, you would have stayed home! But dang, if it wasn't raining really hard. The rain was pouring down and you looked out the window, a small frown on your face. How were you supposed to get home? The streets looked like they were going to flood.

"You okay?" Your friend asked from behind you. You turn your head to look over at him. He was hanging from the roof with his tail, his arms crossed over his chest. The spines coming from his back were twitching slightly with his breathing. The mandibles on his face clicked together too. His eyeshines, in his six different eyes, were either blue or yellow.

"Do you have to hang from the roof?" you ask, a small smile on your face. When he smiles, showing off his sharp teeth more, you roll your eyes and continue, "It's raining too hard, I don't know how I'm goign to get home."

He drops down from the roof, landing on the ground on all fours then stands up and looks at you, "Do you wanna spend the night?" he was so much taller than you, and with all of the parts he looked threatening but he was, secretly, very sweet! Just like his brother.

You perk up at the offer and look at him, turning your head to the side, "Are you sure? I don't mind trying to drive home." He shakes his head at that, already knowing that that would be dangerous. "Nah, you can stay with me." He curls his tail around you, lifting you off the ground and starts to walk to his bedroom.

You laugh, patting your hands on his tail, saying to him, "Hey hey! Come on, you know that I can walk myself." He sticks out his, much too long, tongue laughing. He didn't think it mattered too much, really. I mean, he knew you and you knew him. You could totally share his room with him! Plus, his bed was really big. It was, ya know, needed because of his height.

Welp! This was gonna be fun.

#I like making it so he picks people up with his tail sometimes #he can carry a lot #good strong boy #good strong lazy boy #undertale alternate universe #undertale alternate timeline #undertale ask blog #undertale au #undertale imagines #undertale headcanons #Breaker #Underfreak #Underfreak Sans

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thegreenblossomiii · 6 days ago

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Where The Wind Settles: The UmeTsuba Family | Chapter 5: "A Choice"

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UmeTsuba | Fanfic | Post-Canon Timeline Warning(s): None Themes: Emotional intimacy, Self-Acceptance, Slice of Life, Future Fic, Found Family

Author's Notes: hehehehe

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The rain hadn’t let up all day.

Outside, the wind rattled the windows gently — not a storm, but the kind of steady drizzle that made everything feel slower. Softer. Like the world was exhaling in between.

Inside their home, the air smelled of fresh miso soup, soy candles, and the faintest trace of rosemary from Umemiya’s shop clothes still hung by the door.

Tsubaki curled into the couch, legs tucked beneath him, holding a cup of sakura tea between both palms. His lipstick was faintly smudged, his earrings still dangling from earlier that afternoon. He hadn’t spoken in several minutes, just watching the steam rise.

Umemiya sat on the floor beside the couch, back against the cushion near Tsubaki’s knee, eyes unfocused on the quiet television screen. Neither of them were really watching.

The silence between them wasn’t heavy.

But it was full.

“I keep thinking,” Tsubaki said finally, “about the way she smiled when we gave her that origami set.”

Umemiya hummed low in his throat. “The cranes?”

“She said she wanted to make one for every person she likes.” Tsubaki’s voice caught a little. “That’s the word she used. Likes. As if liking someone is already a risk.”

“She liked you first.”

“She trusted you first.”

Umemiya gave a quiet smile, eyes still on the faint flicker of the screen. “Guess we both got lucky.”

Tsubaki set his cup down on the low table in front of them and shifted so he was facing Umemiya more fully.

“I think we should do it.”

Umemiya’s breath caught just slightly. “Do what?”

“You know what,” Tsubaki said. “Stop dancing around it like a courtship poem. I think we should start the process.”

Umemiya turned his head, meeting Tsubaki’s eyes. In the quiet hum of the house, all he could hear was the distant drip of rain on the gutter.

“You want to adopt her.”

Tsubaki nodded. “You do too. You’ve been thinking about it since she first said her name.”

“…I have.”

The words were like stone leaving his chest. He let them fall into the space between them, let them settle.

“I thought I’d be afraid.”

“You are.”

“I’m terrified,” Umemiya admitted. “But also… I keep thinking about her smile when we let her hold the watering can by herself. How she asks to hold your pinky. How she makes a sound when she sleeps sometimes, like a little hiccup.”

Tsubaki's eyes softened. “I heard it, too.”

“I don’t want her to go a day wondering if someone’s going to come back for her.”

“She already wonders.”

Umemiya nodded, throat tight. “So… we show her we’re not leaving.”

“Not ever.”

Silence again.

Then Tsubaki reached forward, threading his fingers through Umemiya’s.

“I’m scared too,” he whispered. “But I want to do this with you. I want us to be her home.”

Umemiya turned to kiss the back of Tsubaki’s hand.

“Then let’s start the paperwork.”

Later that night, Tsubaki took out one of the sketchbooks Hanami had drawn in during their last visit.

In the bottom corner of one page, in clumsy handwriting, was the word: Hanami.

Below it were two simple stick figures, holding hands with a smaller one in between.

He brought the sketchbook into their shared bedroom and placed it on the nightstand beside Umemiya’s reading glasses.

“She already drew us like a family,” he said.

Umemiya looked at the drawing and smiled, the kind that reached all the way to the corners of his eyes.

“Then let’s make it official.”

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#wbk fic #wind breaker #umetsuba #hajime umemiya #tasuku tsubakino #tsubaki-chan #windbreaker manga #windbreaker anime #umemiya x tsubakino #post canon timeline #umetsuba domestic life #umetsuba daughter #original characters #umetsuba family

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