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bunny584 · 3 days

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JUJUTSU KAISEN'S ANATOMY

A/N: God I LOVE when you guys let me break the 4th wall. Most of you guys already know my specialty but in my junior years of residency I had to rotate on different services as part of training. Everyone loves a well rounded doctor.

Anon, you’re insane for this ask. I could never write a full medical fan fic because it’s TOO close to home and I already spend 100 hours/week at the hospital I need to escape it somehow.

Nevertheless, I’m SO happy to indulge you, baby. Let’s get into it. I’ll break this up into two parts. The Attendings, then The Residents.

ATTENDINGS ON CALL

Dr. Satoru Gojo:

Specialty: TRAUMA SURGERY

Most people incorrectly assume trauma surgeons to be stern and intense. I would argue that they are the opposite. They are so deeply unserious. My co-residents and I legit played pranks on our attendings 24/7 during the rotation - right up this blue-eyed psychopath’s alley. When push comes to shove, they get the job fucking done. The most calm under pressure. A patient comes in coding and requires a thoracotomy and its your first one. You have less than 5 minutes to access the heart and massage — Satoru would stand behind you. Steadying your hand.

“Good. More pressure on the incision. Spread the fascia. Good. Don’t puncture the lung, they need that right?”

And the second you get to the heart he gives you a tiny nod of approval. Takes over at the head of the bed. You’re in for a LONG OR night with Dr. G, hope you had dinner.

Dr. Suguru Geto:

Specialty: PLASTIC & RECONSTRUCTIVE SURGERY

Alright chat, hear me out. I know what you are about to say. I am biased because it’s my specialty and the boy is fucking pretty. But contrary to popular belief aesthetic surgery is 10% of our field. We do burn, hand, bony and soft tissue craniofacial (cleft lip, palate, etc), cancer reconstruction, trauma reconstruction, etc. Suguru is meticulous. He can sew up a severed 4 mm peripheral nerve with his eyes closed. He demands perfection in EVERY case. In the OR he watches your hands like a hawk.

“Don’t skive the blade or the dermis will be uneven.” “Approximate, don’t strangulate.” “Cut that stitch out and do it perfectly the next time.”

And when it’s good. I mean fucking flawless. He looks at you over his mask with those violet eyes. ONLY smiling with his eyes.

“Good job. Make it perfect next time.” — This is the highest form of praise you will ever receive from a plastic surgeon. We are chronically unimpressed. Take it and RUN.

Dr. Kento Nanami:

Specialty: TRANSPLANT SURGERY

Phew this one is going to make me emotional. Nanami has a very special and private ceremony he does to honor those that have given life to others with their bodies. He sits on the top of a hill by the airport. For each plane that takes off, he names a donor patient, thanks them, and says his goodbye. Your first kidney transplant (personal experience) you cry like a little baby when they pink up and the patient starts making urine at the end of the case.

Nanami tilts his head and chuckles. “Congratulations, doctor. You just made your patient urinate. How does it feel?”

For a patient who has been on Hemodialysis for a decade. Chained to machines 3x/week. Can’t remember the last time they’ve independently gone to the bathroom? It feels fucking amazing. You’d cry too.

Dr. Ryomen Sukuna

Specialty: ORTHOPEDIC SURGERY

Who here is shocked? Raise your hand? Because I don’t know WHAT contract the orthopods have with the Gods but every single one of them is 6’5, works out 3 times/day and drinks muscle milk in between cases. The thing about Ryo is that he doesn’t give a single FUCK if the patient is 99 years old on blood thinners, 10L of O2 at home because of COPD — he WILL take them to the OR and he WILL smash that hip to smithereens because a hip replacement is a hip replacement okay?

I kid you not, my attending and I came into the OR to finish reconstruction on an ortho case. I’m 5’3, my attending is 5’0. The orthopods were 6’5 and 6’6 the patient table was basically touching the ceiling. When we scrubbed in they had the audacity to say:

“Can we lower the table to plastics height?”

RUDE.

Dr. Shoko Ieiri

Specialty: NEUROSURGERY

This one is obvious. Neurosurgeons are brilliant. Naturally some of the most gifted humans I have ever met. Special grade. And given the unfortunate outcomes a lot of their patients face, they all have a darkness about them. Both charming and intimidating. Twisted humor to cope with devastating loss after loss. I don’t have to explain much here. After a 15 hour Chordoma case, Shoko walks outside the HOSPITAL to smoke a CIGAR.

Literally everyone is like???? Aren’t you a literal doctor??? Our moody brunette just takes a long drag and says:

“Do me a favor. If I ever need a ventilator to breathe for more than 48 hours, pull the plug and smother me with a pillow.”

(Shoko I’m here anytime if you want someone to smother—what?! Who?)

Dr. Utahime Iori

Specialty: ANESTHESIA

The Gas Gang. EVERYONE loves the anesthesiologists. Fiercely intelligent. Insane handle on physiology. The sleeper pick. They are the smartest person in the room. Surgeons are just fancy plumbers. Anesthesiologists actually keep the patient alive. And the thing about our Gas Gods, is that they WILL take a coffee break, ok? All that standing for 10 hours shit is NOT for them.

Part II: Meet your first year residency class. Grunts. Bottom of the surgical food chain. Hope they slept after med school graduation because the first shift lasts 36 hours. And you work every second night until you drop.

Eat when you can. Sleep when you can. And DON'T fuck with the pancreas (and for the love of GOD don't fuck the attendings)

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didalexiabreakupwitholgayet · 16 hours

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sandra paños' farewell statement

"well, good morning and thank you to all the people who are here present on such an emotional and special day for me. first of all, i wanted to thank the club, the board of directors represented by xavi puig and the sports director marc vivés for giving me the opportunity to say goodbye here today. as i said many months ago, this is my last season at the club. i came to barça in 2015 thanks to the assistance of xavi llorens and i will always be very grateful to him for having trusted me.

if i look back and stop to think about everything we have experienced and achieved in this time, i think it has been an extraordinary journey that i could not have imagined even in my wildest dreams. barcelona has been my home for nine years. i arrived with great desire and excitement to take on the world but also with the respect of coming to the best team in spain and to what could become the best team in the world.

i believe that i have grown a lot both in sports and personally, i have lived a barça life full of experiences and i can say with my head held high that i have given everything for this shield. i am leaving in peace with the tremendous pride of having been one of the captains of this extraordinary team that never tires of improving itself and i have no doubt that you continue to do so. with the satisfaction of the work done by everyone that has led us to achieve many successes. and above all, i am happy to have shared so many moments with wonderful people, people who will stay with me for the rest of my life.

i feel very fortunate and privileged to have been part of the exponential growth of the false arrival of our country, having broken barriers and raised our voice. we have earned the respect and admiration of society and the world through our way of playing and understanding football and i believe that with our naturalness we have infected thousands and thousands of people who are now fans of women's football.

we have a synergy that moves the world and experiencing this first hand is honestly amazing. i consider myself a normal person who has lived an extraordinary life. the 23 titles that have coincided are a good example of this. three leagues, three european champions leagues that sum up the commitment, the effort of a job well done. i don't want to forget the afternoon when we filled the camp nou with 91,000 people and that was a world record attendance at the women's football match and above all being able to live on the pitch with all the fans.

i have always tried to be faithful to my values and principles throughout the time with the responsibility of tranquility and way of understanding life and sport, especially towards the youngest who now have a role model to look up to. those role models that we all missed. like you, this life has a beginning and an end that ends my time in barcelona. i would like to thank all the people with whom i have shared these nine years, club workers, directors responsible for the women's team, medical services, staff and all the colleagues with whom i have shared a locker room.

but if i have to make a special mention, it is to a person who has been with me since i arrived at the club. we have grown, laughed, cried, seen me frustrated, improved, and has been the person who has supported me the most along the way and has been very important in my sporting growth. thanks to zuri.

i want to value all the work and dedication of each of the people who have dedicated themselves to this team. because things are not a coincidence and when there is a firm commitment and you work hard in the same direction, things go well and that could not happen without the total commitment that the group has made to us. i believe in the legacy we leave behind is the greatest motivation for the next generations to continue working at the highest level. i won't forget the fans who are always by our side. thanks culers!

on a more personal level, i want to thank all the people who have accompanied me in this stage in a more close way, but especially my mother, my brothers and my partner, my traveling companion, who has been fundamental and has helped me a lot and has sustained me through the worst moments. i also want to thank you for being unconditional and supporting me and following me everywhere as you have done since i was little.

but above all i made it through this year the most difficult of all because thanks to you i am the person i am and i have managed to get ahead in all the situations i have encountered on this path. and honestly it may have been the most complicated year but the one in which i have learned the most and which i have been personally and professionally and i am very proud to have at my side, the engine of my life. it is not like a place where i have been so loved, happy and fulfilled and that is why i will be eternally grateful to have belonged to barça and to have taken our shield to the highest level. our paths are separating for the moment but i can proudly say that barça will always be my home.

#sandra paños #fcb femení #futfem #woso #sandra panos

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riizebabie444 · 2 days

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𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 🌸

pile one

a new relationship, not necassarily romantic. it could be a friend or a work colleague. becoming closer with a family member. potentially a blossoming romance. you will find yourselves int he early stages of this new relationship.

so for some of you, you could find yourselves in a situation where you or another is abusing their power, or letting emotions rule over kindness and logic. alternatively, it could be that you are shying away from a leadership opportunity.

you could find yourself as someone or with someone who is clingier than expected, someone who doesn't necassarily feel good to be around. it is of utmost importance to prioritise yourself and your self-care over pleasing this person.

you could be welcoming a spiritual, or even religious, awakening. you are aligning your beliefs with your way of life.

an increase of wealth or financial opportunity may find its way towards you this summer. it could come in the form of a gift or as a new job. something with financial value will come to you.

the inevitable confrontation of your darker side. your bad habits, tendencies and mindset will be challenged. you will learn how you are holding yourself back and begin to better yourself against your shadow traits,

you will be introduced to changes which will help you break free from cycles you no longer wish to be a part of.

an opportunity for learning. if you have applied for a school or university, a scholarship or grant to support your education, good news regarding these will come for you. if you are working, it will likely come in the form of training to level up your skills and perhaps ready you for a promotion.

overall, this summer has a lot of self-development and growth in store for you, pile one!

cards: ace of cups, the emporer rv, queen of cups rv, the hierophant, king of pentacles, the devil, four of cups, page of pentacles

pile two

you will experience luck and success in the areas you want/need it most. i see it will all be a result of your hard work up until you achieve it.

material success is also on its way. if you have been expecting or applied for money, it seems there will be a positive result. it could also be unexpected or come in an unexected form.

you will have more freedom this summer, take this how you will it is different for everyone. but i see it will be a more free summer compared to summers you've had in the past. you will have fewer restraints.

you will have a stronger mind and be able to make rational and logical decisions. you could be enforcing more structure in your life, saying goodbye to lazy or negative behaviour.

self-confidence is on its way. you'll also find some more independence in your life, sort of growing up or out of an old phase where you relied heavily on others. as you "grow up" you will also grow more confident.

i see hard work so you may find dedication and determination coming to you and your summer will consist largely of you working on this project, or something you have been working hard for will be achieved.

despite the dedication to this work, i see this summer you will have lots of time left for your own thoughts. you'll have a lot of time to think and reflect on your life and desires. and also time to just daydream.

even when things get difficult, you will find yourself standing strong. by the end of the summer, you will see yourself as brave and courageous, you will have a stronger mentality.

overall pile two, it seems like you guys will be more independent and free this summer, taking control over your routine and life.

cards: ace of wands, king of pentacles, the devil, king of swords, queen of wands, knight of pentacles, the hermit, nine of wands

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thezombieprostitute · 1 day

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Dragonfly - Part 3

Summary: Steve has just about everything he could ever want in life. He's got you, a baby on the way, and a successful Family. No one would dare interfere with that. Right?

A/N: Reader is female, pregnant. No other descriptors used.

Word Count: ~1.1k

Warnings: Death threats, Implied violence, Pregnancy. Please let me know if I missed any!

Part 2 -- Part 4

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With the contract burned, you were breathing a little easier. Too bad you couldn't say the same for Steve. The insight from Mr. Smith that Dragonfly after you, not trying to hurt Steve, had him questioning anyone and everyone you'd ever met before. So far nothing had hit. There was only a couple of months until the birth and Steve was adamant that Dragonfly be found before it happened.

As much as Steve wanted to keep you locked up inside you still needed to go out every so often. When you did, the security team was always around and Steve always held you close. As much as you wanted to run free, you could pick up on his stress every time you did so. He was hyper-vigilant, had trouble keeping up with conversations, tensed and drew you close at every loud noise.

Thankfully your pregnancy was so far along that the people he worked with, outside of the Family, figured it was him being overprotective. No one questioned his propensity for pulling you away from handshakes and other physical contact.

One of the older ladies, Mrs. Devereaux, at the fundraiser smiled fondly and commented, “I remember my husband being the same way during my first pregnancy. You've got to love how protective these big strong men can be when they're nervous.”

You chuckled, “he is delightfully good at making me feel safe. You should've seen him during the ultrasounds.”

She coos, “oh, I'll bet he was a big ball of nerves!”

“He was, though he'd never admit it,” you reply. “And you should've seen him when he found out we're having a boy.”

“Oh yes,” she sighs. “My husband was the exact same way. I'm so glad to see you two have such a loving relationship. And that your bear of a husband is keeping you safe.”

“I'm just glad he isn't growling at people who get too close.”

You and Mrs. Devereaux had a good laugh over that before she went to speak to someone else.

Steve pulled you close and whispered in your ear, “if I recall correctly, you enjoy when I growl at you.”

“Exactly,” you smile at him. “At me. You growling at others isn't as fun.” You kiss him before gently hissing at the pain in your lower back. “Still, if you want to get out of here a little early, I don't think we would mind.”

Steve nods and gives his silent signal to his security team that you're getting ready to leave. The two of you say goodbyes as you head out, Steve's far more terse than yours. Anyone who takes longer than ten seconds gets a glare from Steve that has them finishing up their goodbyes quickly.

Steve helps you into the back seat before climbing in himself. Bucky sits up front with Dayton driving. You always feel safe in the car. Steve will do everything he can to keep you safe; Bucky is head of security for a reason and Dayton White is the best driver they've got on the crew. You let yourself breathe deep and relax as you rub your stomach.

“How are you holding up,” Steve asks, rubbing your arm.

“Better now that I'm sitting.”

“I keep trying to make sure we only go to events with seating,” he grumbles. “Still, it's nice to have an excuse to leave early. I don't think we're gonna be able to get that bill passed, regardless of how much time we spent there.”

“I'm so sorry, Sweetie,” you coo, moving your hand to rub his cheek. “I know it would've helped a lot of people. Oh!” Everyone in the car is on alert until you move Steve's hand to your stomach. “Yeah, he's also happy to be sitting down,” you chuckle as your baby kicks where Steve's hand is. “I think he's also hungry.”

“And what is he hungry for,” Steve asks, his eyes never leaving where his hand is.

“I'm thinking ice cream with some of that spicy sweet Tabasco sauce.”

Steve gives you a look but the baby's persistent kicks seem to confirm your choice and he chuckles.

After your ice cream and a long nap, you find yourself in the kitchen again, looking to make some baked apples with extra cinnamon. As you work, Steve comes in and watches you, smiling contentedly. At least, until your back starts hurting again, causing you to wince and look for a chair.

Steve walks up behind you, “there's something I'd like to try for that back pain, if you'll let me?”

“Of course.” He reaches around to your front and slowly, carefully, lifts your pregnant belly. “Oh, Steve,” you moan. “Oh, that helps so much.” Tears form in your eyes from the relief.

“However long you need me to stand like this,” he promises, kissing your cheek. “You know I'll always support you however I can.”

“I know,” you assure. “And you know I'll always do the same for you.” He nods in confirmation, his beard lovingly scratching your cheek.

After a few minutes your cravings get the better of you, “that was wonderful, Sweetheart, but I gotta get the baby some food.”

“Are you sure? I can stay like this for a while longer.”

You chuckle, “yeah, I'm sure you could. But then your arms would be too tired to hold me later when we're in bed.”

“Never,” he jokinglly snaps, making you laugh. He gently lets go and you get back to work on the baked apples.

“Have you given further thoughts to which friends we're naming the baby after?” It's been a major topic of discussion between the two of you. Bucky and Sam have been running their own campaigns for who the baby should be named after. So much so that the Garbage Men have a betting pool for who gets to be the namesake.

“Honestly,” Steve starts, “I'm thinking of none of them. Giving our son a name of his own.”

“A lot of people will be upset,” you chuckle. “But I very much understand what you're going for. I think it'd be good for everyone, especially baby Winston.” Steve arches an eyebrow at that and you giggle even more. “We could also call him Jameson? Being a combination of James and Wilson?”

“That one I'd give some thought to. But it feels more like a last name.”

“Oh I know,” you chirp, “Jack! For the artist who brought us together!”

“I think I like that,” he muses. “We've still got time to decide, but I do like that one.” He stands behind you and loosely wraps his arms around you again. “Hmm. Jack Steven Rogers...”

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#mob boss!steve rogers #mob!steve rogers #mafia!steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x female reader #mob!steve rogers x reader

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number1greedlingfan · 2 days

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Headcanons that are meaningless to everyone but me (or extremely niche inside jokes formed by my friend group)

Hawkeye finds pleasantries, mostly "hello"s and "goodbye"s, pointless and kind of annoying. She'll sometimes engage in them in person but never over the phone. She often hangs up while the other person is mid "bye".

Havoc's "tried and true" opener on dates is that he prefers rainy weather because he, quote, "loves to curl up by the window with a good book and some tea". This is not only a bold-faced lie, but it hasn't helped him get past the first date so it's not any more effective than his other lines.

Fuery pulls more women than Havoc does (not that there was any competition lmao) but he is somehow unaware of this.

Mustang's singular hobby that he does purely for fun is building model ships. His only social interaction is with his coworkers because he does not have any other friends.

Ed thinks Winry is cooped up in her shop all day and all night but that's literally only when he shows up because he DOES IT UNANNOUNCED!! Winry has a thriving social life both in Resembool and Rush Valley. She knows every single person in Resembool and keeps tabs on the neighbors. She's invited to dinners and group outings all the time. People mourned when she moved to RV. Within a month of working at Garfiel's, she'd already met most of the people on the street and she remembers most of their names.

Because of her interests, it's often assumed that Winry is a "not like other girls" type but she is the exact opposite. If you say a single misogynistic thing about other girls' interests (like astrology or pop music) on a first date she is getting up and leaving.

Ling is hypermobile and can bend his hands like this️ ⬇️ as well as do things like back bends and pulling his shoulders out of their sockets. When he was younger he would go up to literally anyone (family members, visiting officials, perfect strangers) and ask if they wanted to see him pull his shoulder out and then not wait for an answer.

Ling's favorite fruit is mango. When he was seven he refused to eat anything but that and had so many that he threw up at a family function. (Mangos were ruined for him for two years.)

Lan Fan does not get sick often but when she does It's Bad and she's taken out for a week or more. When she was younger and delirious with fever, she started distressedly mumbling that she was turning into a cookie. Nothing would convince her otherwise (Fu tried everything). In the end, they had to get Ling to help and he calmed her down in seconds by saying "there are no crumbs so I think you're probably okay".

This is a small one: Lan Fan is on the ace spectrum.

When Mei cooks for other people she makes it as cute as humanly possible. Everything that can have a smiley face or heart on it will. Side note, Al and Mei are 100% a couple that cooks together.

Mei is a little bit fujopilled. You understand.

While he seems shady as hell, Greed's rap sheet is actually pathetically small. The worst crime he's ever committed is, of course, the single instance of kidnapping that we saw on screen.

Greed doesn't understand electricity. He thinks it's powered by electric eels ("eelectricity") and has numerous drawings in his diaries theorizing on the mechanics of these machines. Ex: A generator that has an eel tank with a water wheel inside of it. The drawing is accented with large arrows and question marks and "HOW DOES IT WORK"s. That being said! He's not stupid in all academics. Give this guy some numbers and put it in a financial context and he can calculate anything.

Greed likes the "finer things" but he also has bad taste and sometimes these clash horribly. Is the furniture in his home expensive? Yes. Does any of it match in any conceivable way? Fuck no. Also that nice walnut hutch that cost 1.5K is used solely to display his novelty bong collection.

Heinkel and Darius only became close and discovered the other was gay because of the Camping Trip. So,

#“op where is edwirt elrack” i dont ljke him #fullmetal alchemist #fma brotherhood #headcanons #team mustang #winry rockbell #ling yao #lan fan #mei chang #greed the avaricious #fmab darius #fmab heinkel

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winstonsns · 3 days

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haayy! <33 May I please request platonic, and separate, headcanons for the outsiders gang with a younger reader (12-13-14) that is used to like everyone leaving her life suddenly (example: her father went to war and died, her closest friend moved out, another friend stopped talking to her) and she just like randomly has this habbit of cuddling up into them and shutting out in a 'memorizing state'?

/like she's just like memorizing everything about them because she knows fears that they'll end up leaving as everyone else and she won't have a chance to say goodbye so she just wants to memorize everything about them to remember them? poor reader's such a sweet traumatized bean that it's not even funny 😭

the gang and clingy child!reader

authors note: this is not romantic, just platonic. in the ask, it basically explains what this is gonna be about. the reader is a child who basically has abandonment issues, and clings onto everyone she meets, specifically the gang. sorry this took a while to post 💗

includes ponyboy, johnny, soda, darry, dally, two-bit and steve

word count: 2.8k

warnings: cussing, abandonment, death, angst

PONYBOY CURTIS

the two of you met at school, becoming friends instantly

both of you were good at academics, and would open up to each other once in a while

the two of you would do your own therapy lessons and give each other advice once every week

so when the two of you went back to his house, you politely took off your shoes and greeted his brothers

he invited you to his room to hang out and have your emotional talk of the week and go study

“so… some crazy shit happened and i feel bad about it, but can i tell you…?” you asked

he nodded and sat down on his bed right next to you

you told him about how a close friend ran away, your only good male friend that didn’t treat you like shit

he apologized for it, and you almost started crying

he rubbed your back and said, “you know it’s not your fault though, right? maybe he had some stuff going on..”

you sniffled and tears rolled down your face, you and ponyboys knees and sides next to each other

he told you to lay down so you could rest, and you pulled him down with you, cuddling up into him

he knew you always wanted to be close since it was just a safety thing, you felt loved when you were with someone physically

so he wrapped his arm around you, making you feel protected

you fell asleep and started to breathe normally, ponyboy planned to rest his eyes, but ended up sleeping too

JOHNNY CADE

you and johnny have been friends for a while, the two of you relating because of many things happening at home

your parents didn’t care about you, as johnnys parents didn’t care about him

the only thing they cared about was drinking, however, you and johnny tried as hard as you could to not get into that habit

johnny didn’t go to school much, but you had to

you didn’t have much friends when you were in school, and the only ones you had weren’t really true friends

when you came to school one day, your friends and everyone else were staring at you, whispering to their friends

then one of your classmates came up to you, telling you “hey, you look confused. this is probably the last thing you wanna hear, but there’s a rumor that you were kind of… having a thing with a teacher…”

your eyes went wide and you stared at your classmate, telling them that’s disgusting and not true, they said they knew but the whole school already didn’t like you

so your friends ignored you for the whole day, and you were walking back to your house, johnny seeing you and calling out your name

you turned your head and saw him running over to you, asking what you were doing and if you had a good day at school

“no..” you mumbled, telling him everything that happened

the two of you sat down on a bench, not wanting to go to your houses

you confessed, “i care too much. i just do, and that’s the problem. i’ll want to be friends with the people who talked behind my back, the ones who created the rumors. they’re two of the only people i have. i just… i want to leave.. sometimes..”

johnny knew how you felt, but he didn’t want to worry you, he couldn’t tell you

he felt the same exact way sometimes, always going back to people who hurt him, something you did too

you put your head on his shoulder and he looked down at you, your eyes closed

you were starting to fall asleep, so he put his head on yours and started to fall asleep too

the two of you needed each other, you understood each other like how no one else did

SODAPOP CURTIS

you were a little younger than ponyboy, and you actually tutored him, even though he was pretty smart

the two of you were friends and grew close, so you would come to his house at least twice weekly

you would see soda and darry, ponyboy’s brothers, and they would offer you food and activities for helping out their brother

soda noticed some things in you that he noticed in himself, you were naturally left out, and ponyboy told him that

you kept to yourself but people assumed you didn’t have problems, but you and soda got into a big conversation once, one about emotions, and you didn’t even remember how you started talking about them

you told him nearly everyone in your life walked out on you, like everyone forgot about your existence and no one cared about you

since you had no friends, people didn’t want to be your friend, thinking there’s probably a reason why you had none

“i-i don’t know, i just get overwhelmed sometimes too… like i gotta prove to everyone that im worthy of their time, even though i know no one will listen to me. i don’t know, it’s probably stupid..” you told soda

“i used to feel that way too, but you gotta make risks, right? try to be someone’s friend, go look for relationships! you aren’t gonna get anywhere if you don’t try, huh?” he gave you a weak smile

“yeah… i guess you’re right. does the feeling go away though? wanting to prove yourself even though no one listens? so maybe even people just know you made an effort?” you asked him

he thought for a moment and nodded, “yeah, it goes away eventually…”

you hugged him tightly and lay down on the couch, your feet on his lap

he put his hand on your calf in a comforting way, staring sadly into the distance, outside the window

he had lied, the feeling didn’t even go away for him, he had that feeling for years, and it was still there

but he didn’t want to worry you, you were just a kid, younger than ponyboy

soda grew to care about you as much as he cared about ponyboy, because he saw a part of himself in you, and felt a need to help you

DARRY CURTIS

he was already used to having to take care of his siblings, so he doesn’t necessarily have a problem with taking care of you

you would sleep at his house a lot, in pony boys room since the two of you were closest in age

but you’d seek out for darry and not anyone else

you preferred to stay within arms length near darry, not feeling protected or safe without him

you really looked up to him, and he knew that, he knew about your troubles at home and how nearly every guy in your life walked out on you

you knew you wanted him to stay and take care of you, but you always had the thought in the back of your mind that he would abandon you

but he knew you needed a male figure in your life, so he decided to help you build boundaries and expectations in life

you weren’t feeling the best, you had a school event where you had to present something in front of the whole school

you were nervous and needed someone to be there, someone to support you

but neither your mom nor dad came to visit you, and darry was busy working, plus you didn’t tell him about the event

so when you went home to the curtis house, you saw darry on the couch

“hey kid, how was school? anything fun happen?” he asked

“um… i don’t know, i had to do a presentation in front of the whole class..” you answered

“really? were your parents there?”

you answered with a ‘no’ and he asked, “why didn’t you tell me about it? i could’ve gone, taken the day off.”

tears started to form in your eyes, you sat next to darry and cuddled into his side, nearly laying down

he rubbed your shoulder in a calming gesture, telling you everything would be okay

you sniffled, tears still dripping down your face, repeating “i’m sorry, i’m sorry..” for no reason at all, and he told you there’s nothing to be sorry for

“thank you..” you mumbled to him, slowly falling asleep on the couch

darry just stared at you, feeling bad for you, believing no child should go through what you have gone through

DALLAS WINSTON

the two of you actually met at the police station, both of you being arrested for stealing

he managed to get out of the handcuffs because no one was watching him, and you started wandering around, the officers not cuffing you so you could feel a bit in control, you were a kid after all

dally walked over to you, seeing you secretly looking at files, looking for your name

“the fuck are you in here for, kid?” he asked

“i took something from someone, i was gonna give it back but the bitch just called the fucking cops on me. what about you?” you answered

“i stole too. name’s dally, but how old are you?”

you replied with “y/n. i’m 12.” he stared at you for a couple seconds, mouth opening a bit due to shock, and you got called over to be released

the two of you kept running into each other multiple times throughout the next few months, whether it was on the streets or at the police station

the two of you naturally got to know each other, and he thought of you as a little sister to protect

the two of you were talking about feelings, and how you didn’t know how you felt, most of the time you could never tell what you were feeling, and you never knew how to explain it to someone because they wouldn’t understand

except he understood, that was the one thing someone’s said that he’s full on related to

you told him your mom left when you were young, but you never had the words to explain how you felt, and people thought you were a shitty person because of it, which caused you to have no friends

you confessed all of that while you were sitting on a chair in the police station, next to dally

he responded with “it’s okay not to know how you’re feeling. i’m sure you know deep down, you just don’t know how to explain it. that’s fine, you’re not a bad person for it. you’re still figuring things out.” making eye contact with you the whole time, trying to get you to understand

you looked at him the whole time with a look in your eyes that he thought was sad, but knew you wouldn’t know that

you didn’t say anything back, and put your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes and falling asleep

he put his head back to the wall, closing his eyes too, a protective arm around you and falling asleep

TWO-BIT MATTHEWS

he unexpectedly understands emotions very well, no one really expects him to have such a high emotional intelligence since his thing is making jokes and making fun of people

but when you walked his sister home, even though she was very young and you didn’t even know her, he appreciated it

it became routine for you to walk her home to her and two-bit’s house after school, and her brother decided ‘might as well get to know her if she’s keeping my sister safe’

so the two of you became close, and it was like you were his sister too

you started opening up about how you were never that protected in your life, so you wanted to protect those who never had it either

just so they’d feel a little better and feel like people care about them, that person being two-bits sister

she was almost in second grade, used to walk alone after school, feeling unsafe

then you walked her home and continued to do that for years

when you walked her home one day, after you had a bad day at school, two-bit let you and his sister in

you were quieter than usual, so he asked you what was wrong after you took of your shoes and put your backpack on the ground

the sister went to her room, and you told two-bit, “i got jumped at school.”

his eyes went wide and asked, “what? by who, are you okay? i can patch you up if you’re really hurt—“ but you said, “oh, i’m fine keith.. just don’t worry about it, wasn’t that big of a deal…”

he argued with you, saying some people die by getting jumped, and you sat on the couch, sighing

he sat next to you, putting an arm around your shoulder and pulling you closer, mumbling “you need to tell me when things like this happen. want me to beat them up for you?”

you smiled but shook your head, not wanting them to be hurt, because in your head, maybe they had a reason to do it

“you’re an empath at heart, y/n, but it’s gonna get in your way one day.” he told you

you put your head on his side, whispering an “i know..” and falling asleep

he knew you always tried to back up how people felt, that things aren’t their fault and maybe they had a reason for doing what they did, but could never forgive yourself for your own actions and mistakes

you were always the comforter, never the comforted, until you met keith

STEVE RANDLE

the two of you met at the DX, you coming nearly every day at the same time around 3:30pm after school

he started wondering why a kid as young as you would be walking around alone, to the same place every day

he decided to stay at work until you left, making sure no one came in to hurt you

then after you realized one of the workers were always staring at you, the two of you started to talk

he asked “why are you always here? shouldn’t you be at home or something..” and you responded with “i don’t like going home. my parents are mean, they’re hardly even at the house..”

he stared at you, and continued the conversation, telling you he’d walk you home when you’d be ready

this continued for the next couple months, the two of you growing close and him becoming like a brother to you

once, you knocked on the door of his house, your face red and puffy with tear marks on your face

“…can i stay here for tonight?” you asked quietly, and he responded with a nod and welcomed you in

he already had a bed set up for you since you would sleep over sometimes

he sat on his bed and asked “so, you gonna tell me what happened or not..?” eyebrows going upwards

you responded with, “so you know how my dad went into the military a few months ago, right?” and he nodded

“well, he died.”

silence, steve looked at you, and he knew there was pain in your eyes

your father never payed attention to you anyways, and you didn’t know why you were sad

you were close to breaking down again, so you ran into his chest, giving him a hug in the process

he hugged you back, picking you up onto the bed to keep hugging you, knowing you needed comfort

at some point, you were knocked out, already snoring

he knew you had a ton of shit going on, but didn’t understand why you missed your dad even though he never cared for you

but you were young, and needed someone to look up to, so he decided to take on that role and teach you many things and life lessons

he didn’t even know he knew everything he taught you, he just said whatever was on his mind

authors note: sorry this is posted so late! i have multiple requests i still need to answer so sorry for the wait 💗

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