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eternalmarvel · 6 months

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MK1 - BI HAN X READER ~ REUNION ~

an: ok hi guys lowkey i havent written fanfiction in years so this is my brief return. so feral for bi-han bro got me writing again

anyways please enjoy this story that i cooked up at work instead of doing what i get paid to do 🔥i got really sloppy at the end because this fic ended up being MUCHH longer than what i intended and i lowkey lose the plot bc it was supposed to be much more different

also if you guys have requests send them in i might do them i might not so dont expect too much

ps+ i'm not chinese so if i mischaracterized something pls let me know!! i'm the wrong type of asian to be writing this lmfao

you returned to the lin kuei outpost hoisted on the shoulders of the neighboring rocky mountains. it was a heavy winter yet, but a meager layer of snow had curtained everything all the same. your breath was heavy as you sighed and looked at the exterior of the stronghold, smoke spilling from your mouth. it had been years since you had been back here, practicing with the lin kuei as only a young woman. you were never an initiate, but your father was a powerful man who had been good friends with the former grandmaster of the lin kuei and wanted to assist them by having you help them out. after a couple of months of training and bonding with all the other lin kuei initiates (as well as the grandmaster's sons), you had left to pursue your responsibilities. you had been burdened with far too many tasks to just remain in one place -- it pained you but you knew you had to leave to do what was required of you. not one for goodbyes (and the fact that if you had to confront the brothers about your departure, you probably would've ended up staying...), you disappeared into the midst of the dark night.

after all with great power comes......

the gates to the stronghold opened and you entered inside. it was difficult being back. how would you approach the brothers? would they still be upset at you for leaving? surely not, considering they let you back in. but what if this is a trap, a ploy to set up a mediation to get you to explain where you were all these years? thousands of thoughts swirled inside your mind but it didn't matter now. you were inside the courtyard now, watching as initiates sparred and practiced with one another. you could begin to feel the influx of raw magical energy as you walked by, prompting you to take a deep breath in and walk with your head held higher. you opened the gates to the interior to see tomas and kuai liang speaking with some of the younger initiates. kuai had his hands crossed behind his back, his eyes stern as ever as he commanded some of the younger warriors to try out a new training exercise. tomas had a small smile on his face, his arms crossed in front of his chest. they didn't notice your arrival and so you quietly walked up to them, with hands behind your back and a shy smile across your face.

tomas was the first to notice you, and his face immediately burst into a smile. "(name)!" he yelled out, excited like a puppy being adopted by an owner for the first time ever. you were originally going to keep this visit somber, but you couldn't help to keep the smile off your face. suddenly a huge urge to hug him overcomes you, and you spread your arms around the nape of his neck, pulling him in. he pats your back, exclaiming:

"i didn't realize you were going to be here so soon!"

you pull away from him, giving him a big smile. "sorry it took me so long. had a lot of stuff to get to." that smile on your face does not betray your intentions. it's the truth--you really did have a lot to get to. procrastinating and putting off the visit for as long as you did, however, was honestly not your intention.

you see kuai glance at you gently, a fond look washing over him as you peak from over tomas' shoulders.

"c'mon, i know you want in on this too," you say playfully as you beckon kuai over. he smiles kindly as he takes you into his arms.

"it's good to see you again, (name). seems that time's been treating you right," he says with his hands on his hips, admiring your character as he gazes at you from up to down. you can't help but blush, and wave away his comment.

"you guys have grown up a lot too! what have they been feeding you guys?!" you playfully ask. the two of them playfully chuckle, as tomas responds with, "been drinking my 7 glasses of milk everyday!" you give him a confused look as kuai gives him a side-eye. "pretty sure it's meant to be water, tomas. but i'm glad you're so lactose-affluent," you say playfully with a grin.

kuai takes you softly by the arm and introduces you to the other members. "everyone, this is (name). she used to train with us and it's lucky for us she wasn't officially trained as an initiate or she'd be better than all of us." his compliments cause you to blush and roll your eyes, as you give a humble bow.

"where is bi-han?" you ask, reluctantly. kuai's gaze becomes sterner and yet more cautious. "he's with some students right now. though i uhh....am not sure how receptive he will be to your....visit." you smile. "don't worry for me, kuai. i can handle the boy i used to beat in our spars." "except he's not a boy now. he's grandmaster of the lin kuei." your eyes fall to the ground. of course he was. their father died just a few years ago and now bi-han had inherited one of arcticka's greatest creations. you look back up and tomas and kuai solemnly.

"sorry i could not attend your father's funeral. i only heard about it just recently and even if i knew about it earlier, i didn't know how you guys would feel about me popping up at his service unannounced."

"you're family, (name). you were then, you still are now. nothing's changed but the time passing," he says tenderly as he rests his hand on your shoulder. you give him a smile in return and nod your head.

"thanks for the sentiment, kuai. but....let's see if your big bro shares the same sentiment." kuai and tomas share an unsettling look as they take a deep breath in. "you're welcome to try and get through to him. don't blame me if he throws an ice pick at your head."

you roll your eyes playfully. "i'm sure i'll be fine, just tell me where he is."

tomas points to the other side of the stronghold, pointing to the large training room decorated with gold and red lanterns. come to think of it, most of the stronghold was painted with evidence of the Chinese New Year's festivities. you hadn't realized that the new year had encircled so quickly. as you made your way to bi-han, you felt your heart flutter. there was no telling how he would react. what if he actually DID throw an ice pick at your head? the nerves bubbled up in your gut as the cold air outside did nothing further to ease your unrest. as you walked to the large room where bi-han was at, your eyes briskly caught a glance at the remnants of more festivities at the stronghold. you smiled softly to yourself.

at least bi-han cared enough about his initiates to host what looked like some vendors/merchants and games at the stronghold for all of them. this gesture was sweet, almost like a father providing for the children he's adopted. just like his own father, though you didn't dare to say this out loud. this thought process however, had managed to calm you down until you got to the very wide doors to the training room. you took a deep breath in before you quietly opened the doors, peering in to a room with many masked initiates sitting on the floor inside gazing up at bi-han as he fervently explained something.

you moved to the back of the room, carefully moving past the other member to get a good look at bi-han, leaning your shoulder against the wall. a few minutes passed as he wrapped up his lesson, finally catching your eye. for a ninja he wasn't much aware of your presence. but he also hadn't felt your presence in years, and you were aware of that. when his eyes met yours, he didn't look surprised like a person gazing upon a long-dead wraith but rather he looked stunned as to how you even got here. there was anger hidden behind his eyes, but at the same time....

"(name)?" it had been years but you still felt the same way when he called out your name. his voice had gotten deeper and he had changed into a grown man. your eyes explored his stature -- he was taller, his muscles were defined, and a different aura now defined him. he was no longer the softer boy you knew him to be, now he was grandmaster of earth's last defence; of course he was going to be a changed man now.

you smiled cheekily, not knowing how to react. truthfully, you didn't know how you got this far.

"hi, bi-han. i hope i didn't distract you when you were busy teaching," you speak coyly, not wanting the other initiates to overhear your WHOLE conversation. he looks down at you, almost like he's debating what to say next. you take a deep gulp and you scrape away at the skin underneath your nails, causing them to bleed. after what seems like a milennia of consideration, he furrows his brows and briskly walks past you.

you nod your head with a soft smile. you understand why he feels this way but to be honest, you're not sure whether you would've preferred this treatment or having an ice pick gone straight to your dome. the other initiates look on carefully, trying not to invoke their grandmaster's anger. before they can do anything else, they follow their grandmaster out the room.

"don't take it to heart. if you were anyone else, he probably would've frozen you solid. i'm surprised he actually went the mature route."

you turn around to see whose voice those sentences belonged to. your eyes fell upon a man wearing a yellow uniform, similar to kuai's uniform but the colours inversed. his hair is tied up almost in a ponytail and restrained by a yellow bandana across his forehead. he's a good-looking man, but an unfamiliar face.

"i'm sorry, i don't recognize you," you say as you furrow your eyebrows piecing together who this man could be.

"cyrax. i haven't seen you before here either. though kuai said that there may be a guest visiting today." he gives you a small smile and stretches out his hand so you can shake it. you give him a warm yet stern handshake. you take his hand and give him a small shake.

"i was hoping for a warmer reception from him honestly. though it was my fault for thinking he might've reacted the same way i might've towards him."

"eh, he's been cranky for the last few days. still, that makes him not snapping on you all the more interesting. are you familiar to him? personally?"

"oh, ha, no," you wave him away embarrassingly, "i used to train here with the brothers. i'm acquainted with them pretty well. just haven't seen them in years, so...."

"ahh. well, good luck with trying to get sub-zero to warm up to you. you're attempting to do the impossible." he replies with a cheeky grin, before bowing to you and leaving the room. you take a deep breath in, unsure of how you were going to get the grandmaster to liven up a little and talk to you. as the day continued, you found yourself wandering the old halls of the stronghold you used to train in. it was night-time now, and you admired the dark glow on all the new year festival decorations. they shone bright as the gold off of them reflected the moon's light. a little upset at not being able to have the reunion you wanted, you walked out to the terrace surrounding the courtyard, looking down at the dimly lit enclosure. no one was out practicing right now, causing you tp scoff to yourself. when you practiced here you went well into the late night and yet none of these new initiates hold the same respect and regard for hardwork as you did. your mind flashes back to your sparring practices with bi-han. when you both were younger, he could hardly touch you you were so fast. your hits were hard and fast, mirroring bi-han's form but you were just that much quicker. he hated admitting it, but you were just a better fighter -- though your elemental magic couldn't hold a light to his cryomancy.

before your mind wandered off to the unknown, you heard footsteps behind you making their way down the corridor. you turned to see bi-han in a dark blue/black hanfu with a few books in his arms. your breath caught in your throat as you gazed upon him. if he saw you, he was doing a great job at pretending he never did. this didn't matter to you, as you quickly hid behind one of the pillars in the terrace. he had his head down, bad idea. as he came closer to you, you waited for the perfect moment to strike before finally revealing yourself. bi-han didn't react at all and if he did, it was out of pure annoyance.

"no. you're not leaving until we speak."

"are we finished?" he says stoically, before attempting to go around you. "that was enough of us speaking."

flabbergasted, you back up quickly and block his path again.

"bi-han." you say, defeated and exhausted. you didn't come all this way to get dejected and leave without getting proper closure. if you had to move on from him, you wanted to at least clear things up with him before getting on with your life.

"did you not leave the last time? i am simply doing to you what you have done to m-us." he replies matter-of-factly.

"i'm here now aren't i? c'mon now, i know you've been dying to talk to me. i wanted to talk to you all this time!" you say coyly, throwing a playful punch at his meaty arm.

he looks a little upset, or at least his eyes and frown betray him if he was going for a stoic look.

"why now? why after all these years. you might as well return to wherever you came from," he replies lowly and yet it shows that he's hurt. your heart warms a little at the fact that you could've had this much of an impact on him. you nod your head slowly and look into the enclosure beneath you.

"i'm sorry bi-han. you know i had to leave soon. it wasn't going to be forever, even if i wanted for it to be so. and i knew......" you look down, a long distance into the ground, "if i told any of you guys i was leaving i probably wouldn't have ended up leaving." the look on bi-han's face relaxes a bit, but you can still see him holding the stress on his face. there's not much more that you can say. he was right in being upset -- if anyone else abandoned you the way that you did to him or his brothers you'd be livid. the two of you spent months with one another and yet neither of you had confessed your feelings. the tension was palpable and everyone else noticed it too, it was just confusing as to why neither of you acted on your desires. for you, it was the fear of rejection. perhaps it was the same for him as well?

you lean on the terrace on your side, gazing at bi-han. just being near him after all these years was enough of a blessing but something in you wanted more, though you would never publicly admit to this. you stop yourself at first, but then reach for his arm, carefully, almost to not startle him like he's a wild animal at bay for now but at risk of leaving at the first sign of danger. he doesn't retreat, moving his gaze from your face to your arm. you gently get a hold of his forearm, grazing your thumbs against them. he's cold, but retracts the cold from his skin so that it's back to normal temperature. you hold your gaze at his arm, almost too shy to look at his face.

"i think you've missed me all this time."

bi-han scoffs. "not in the slightest."

"then why are you so close to me?"

it's like the act is intuition. he notices how close the two of you are now and apparently his closeness has gone unnoticed because only a mere half foot now separates the two of you. he lets out a small chuckle out of annoyance and shakes his head.

"you still remain as aggravating as ever."

you put your hand on your hip.

"i apologize for upsetting the mighty grandmaster of the lin kuei." you say, coming a little closer and almost closing the already-tiny gap between the two of you.

"that can be rectified." he says, almost flirtatiously. you're a bit taken aback by his frisky comment. you thought he might've actually been offended by your comment but it seems that his playful nature has become unfamiliar to you after all these years. you place your hand gently on his cheek, caressing his cheekbones and acne scars.

"i've missed you, you know," you finally express your true feelings.

bi-han's eyes soften a little.

"i should've been here-with you....i know that i didn't exactly give you much closure bu-," before you can continue on with your tedious apology he fills the space between the two of you and kisses you with a voracious hunger you've never seen before. his nose pushes against yours and you lean into the kiss, slightly moaning. he tries to slide his tongue against you and it's almost as though the two of you are young kids again, sparring. you defend your mouth, refusing to let his tongue inside but he grabs ahold of your other arm, surprising you. taking advantage of your shock, he slips his tongue inside triggering another gentle moan from you. the two of you wrestle with your tongues, exploring the smallest crevices of one another's mouths. years of tension and pressure are finally alleviated with this kiss. you lean in for more, like a child fiending for sugar, but he pulls away to gaze in your eyes.

you take a deep breath -- that workout took a lot of your wind away from you. however, your lips still draw near his, lowkey aching for more.

"i've wanted to do that for so long..." he says, pushing his forehead against yours. "are you planning on leaving again?"

you smile brightly. so the cold-hearted grandmaster did hold a soft spot for you.

"that depends. do you want me to stay?"

he removes his hands from your wrist and brings them up to your face, reciprocating your earlier caresses.

"as long as you don't leave again."

#mk1 #mk1 2023 #mk1 x reader #mortal kombat 1 #bi han #sub zero #mk sub zero #bi han x reader #bi han x y/n #sub zero x reader #mk1 bi han #mk1 bihan

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scootsaboot · 10 months

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I'll ask you about Josuke, I wanna hear about Josuke 🥺

What Josuke thoughts are on your mind rn?

omg 😭

i'll be honest i'm constantly rotating him in my mind like a rotisserie chicken so the thoughts arent always coherent but...

i think part of why I like josuke so much and why he's so compelling is that despite his "delinquent" looks and layer of nonchalance he wears like a well-fitted jacket, he cares DEEPLY and doesn't actually want to hurt anyone. i've always been a sucker for the delinquent with a heart of gold trope and he fits it to a T. Like when Jotaro showed up, Josuke didn't HAVE to apologize for his very existence causing strife in the family of the man who got his mom pregnant and never looked back. he didn't have to be understanding about it. he could have lashed out and told jotaro to fuck off and i don't think anyone would have blamed him for it because growing up half-white (and gay imo) in a small japanese town and being raised by a single mom (in the 80s and 90s especially!!!) could not have been easy. he's been othered since the day he was born thanks to joseph (even if joseph didn't intentionally abandon him). AND STILL!!! the first thing he does is apologize.

and then we get to the fight with the nijimura bros right. he ends up beating okuyasu pretty handily (ha) but acknowledges that his stand is pretty scary. AND THEN ... he watches the guy who just tried to kill him, who has a stand with a terrifyingly dangerous ability, get absolutely obliterated by his own brother and not only drags him OUT of danger, getting himself injured in the process, he HEALS him!! this guy who he has no business to like or trust not to attack him again--in fact that's the whole reason okuyasu came back into the house to begin with!!! josuke heals him because the well of his empathy is practically bottomless. even after that, he lets okuyasu into his house + life and the rest is history.

i think josuke feels a lot and feels it very deeply but because of all the ways he's different (stand, race, sexuality, pride, sense of duty) he stuffs anything that might make him look weak or vulnerable so far down that he's able to pretend that it doesn't exist. he's able to pretend that nothing really gets to him. until someone makes fun of his hairstyle and he explodes--which seems like a very silly character trait until you realize all these other things are constantly building up inside him, things he pretends don't bother him, things he brushes off in the moment and tries not to think about. they're adding up anyway and when he's finally forced to release some of those emotions, they come out angry and violent and sudden. and then it's over because he's let off enough steam to put the lid back on. and ofc thanks to his stand there are zero consequences for this (and everyone who gets the worst of josuke's rage "deserves it"......don't they? <- thoughts that keep josuke up at night years after DIU.)

(Araki doesn't explore this at all but I think there's a very real chance that Josuke's intense rage fits could scare him a bit. He literally has no control over himself. That's pretty scary. if he didn't have his stand to bail him out after it would be even scarier....and you know. its definitely possible that he could just go too far one day)

he should go to therapy imo and get help with regulating his emotions but thats not as much fun as putting him thru the wringer (my favorite thing to do)

#like i said this is likely barely coherent #but i think about the way he's built emotionally A Lot and i have a very big fic im working on where i explore a lot of this #maybe one day i'll even finish it!

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misty-wisp · 1 year

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"#I NEED TO TALK ABOUT MY AU IT'S MY LIFE FORCE WWWAAAAHHHHHH"

I haven't read any of your fics yet, spoil me.

UH UH UHHHHH INCOHERENT RANT IT IS

OMORI. HE'S HE'S DONE SO MANY BAD THINGS RIGHT. RIGHT???? OKOKOK BUT WHAT IF HE REALIZED THE WEIGHT OF HIS ACTIONS AT THE VERY LAST SECOND RIGHT BEFORE HE FUCKING DIES (er. "dies." whatever you interpret him disappearing after his fight as) AT THE END OF THE GAME

OKOKOKOK SO THAT'S SAD ENOUGH RIGHT??? RIGHT???? DUDE IMAGINE THE GUILT HE'D FEEL. i know omori's not supposed to have emotions but shhh he does in this AU, so like. think about it. THINK ABOUT HOW MUCH PAIN THAT REALIZATION WOULD BRING TO HIM. HE WAS SO DEDICATED TO HELPING SUNNY ONLY TO REALIZE HE'D BEEN HURTING HIM THE ENTIRE TIME IT MAKES ME WANNA CRY (<- i wrote it)

that's it, that's gomenasai. it's gomenasai's ending at least. everything before that is buildup on omori's character+omori's slow acquisition of a consciousness and subtle emotions with a lot of tidbits about how much he cared about sunny without any idea of what he was really doing. HE CARED ABOUT HIM. SO MUCH. BUT. AAAAGH

anyways, onto yurushite. YA BOY'S BACK. HE'S ALIVE. why is that? really stupid reason but it's bc sunny's homesick as hell after moving and just not doing okay in general (his friends don't forgive him or basil for the Truth™) so he really just needed someone to talk to or just. some kind of comfort. so omori just...manifested again as a result. it's stupid, i know, but in my defense, it's pure wish fulfillment and also in a fanfic, not a novel i'm being paid to write. i think i can be let off the hook

so what's the first thing our boy does upon being back???? nothing. absolutely fuck all. he just wallows in white space for the next *fumbles paper* two years. by that i mean two years in headspace and like, a few days in reality.

what the fuck is that supposed to mean? headspace got a timeskip, that's what i mean. 4 years pass by in it in between the game's ending and yurushite's beginning. omori came back at its halfway point. also because of that he's grown older(16, the same age as sunny, to be specific. though i should probably clarify that he was 14 upon first coming back since that was 2 years before the timeskip finished up) and instead of looking prettier he's just gotten more disheveled. i draw him like he's a prettyboy but don't be fooled. this kid is completely dripless and cannot take care of his hair. like bro you're not supposed to cut that with your knife you dummy

anyways for the next two years he's sitting in white space wallowing in his own guilt and is noticeably Not Okay.

SO AT SOME POINT HE JUST GOES. FUCK IT. SUNNY'S ALSO NOT DOING OKAY AND I'M GONNA DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. SO HE DOES. (there actually is something specific that gets him to make that decision, but i'm gonna write it as a bonus thing here someday)

yknow how in the game it's hinted that omori can kiiinda influence sunny's actions? okay uh here he straight-up possesses him in his sleep. I KNOW IT'S STUPID BUT STILL

anyways. so he starts getting sunny to take better care of himself during the night. he gets him to go on jogs, eat leftovers he refused to chow down on earlier, grab midnight snacks if he's starving, simple stuff. ofc sunny catches on to this, and the second he realizes it's omori pulling this shit, he immediately thinks he's just gonna cause him trouble again. OMORI'S JUST TRYING TO HELP BUT ALL SUNNY CAN THINK OF IS THAT HE'S HURTING HIM AND AND WAAAAHHHHH 😭

oh god i'm only talking as far as the first 3 or so chapters of yurushite um uh i'm gonna stop before this gets too long

#I LOVE MY AU A NORMAL AMOUNT.#omori spoilers #omori au #tsumi to batsu au #yurushite fic #ask #anonymous

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hueningshaped · 3 years

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★ comme des garçons | y.jh

▰ genre: some angst some fluff stupid stuff

▰ word count: 4.5k *sighs*

▰ synopsis / request #2: (btw anon deserves the world)

▰ possible warnings: vulgar language and a lot of insults and use of ‘stupid’ and ‘idiot’ and some blood and also this really sucks but let’s get into it

"Late again, are we?" Jeonghan crooned with a smirk.

"Shut the fuck up." You hissed in reply.

This was a common intersection of events, and for today, it was the greeting to one of your electives, to a class that you needed simply for the credit. Nestled in between two of your pals, Joshua and Jihoon, Jeonghan had a perfect view of all who walked in, including you. How you both shared the same group of friends was beyond your comprehension.

All you knew was that you hated Jeonghan, and he hated you.

"Well, well, well, you'd think we had a pair of cats in this class because of all the fights," Wonwoo commented from beside you, without looking up from his stack of notes. "It's getting bad."

You'd shoot him a scowl that you never had the pleasure of seeing him catch, or maybe he knew this and chose not to for this reason. This was an everyday thing, most people knew this. You stuck with an eye roll and decided to resume your day.

The others have made it their mission to reiterate to you that you can't hate him forever, but considering how long you have and everyday you have to fight with him, you insisted that they were wrong.

It wasn't even your fault to begin with. This years long dispute fazed your minds so completely that if you were both to try and hash things out from the initial moment, you would misremember things and another inevitable argument would insinuate.

All that was known that when you both first encountered the other, you were having a rough day and decided to keep your chin up and not explain yourself. New to assertiveness, you took the wrong way.

The establishment is that the two of you had shown up to a class that had been canceled. That fateful encounter was a little short of a full two years.

"Did you know that you're wearing your shirt backwards?" Jeonghan asked from beside you, knocking you out from the reality of reading the mini poster on the door. You turned to him, mouth ajar. Profanities circled the entirety of your unconscious as you turned to him and mustered the classiest, friendliest, least offended smile.

His expression left little room to think he could have possibly been genuine about it. Nor did his next comment.

"Your eyes are really red, too, and you're wearing two left shoes, too." His tone was unintelligible and once you saw that smile, your rage unsettled completely.

There was perhaps some more said: passive aggressive backhanded comments.

"Do you always state the obvious?" You probably asked. It must have been rude because why else would Jeonghan victimize himself.

"Are you kidding?" Maybe he said.

"Well, do you think I don't realize?"

"Well, there's a lot going on on you. It happens. I think you can relax."

"I don't even know who you are. Don't tell me what to do."

"Alright, alright. Jeez. For all that you're wearing and talking, you sure have a lot of pride and attitude, may I add."

The muscles of your neck tightened at his audacity. If only you knew that this would offer the first of many collisions of tension from him and your own body's hyperactivity.

With the lack of elaboratation, there was no way an argument and rivalry was not going to ensue. Once the argument and backhanded insults had been ping-ponged and the day had concluded to begin a brand new one, you did feel some remorse.

The next day, when class resumed to its usual course, you had fixed your appearance and made sure to whip up a nice statement that would blow over yesterday, so you could both laugh at it and move on, like adults. Despite your hopes, Jeonghan surrounded himself with friends he seemed to make out of thin air and gave you the filthiest smirk you could see when you walked in.

With the class' conclusion, you chose that moment to try and catch him before you went separate ways, but he was waiting for you outside.

"Looking sharp, huh, Y/N?" You furrowed your eyebrows. Why would he use your name just because he knew it?

"Yes, and what about it, Jeonghan?" You retorted already feeling your heart begin to fumble in its trigonometry and physics to maintain your rate.

"Anyway," you go, but he cut you off, scoffing and crossing his arms with a satisfied grin. "Why is everyone so inferior to you, huh? Am I talking to Dr. Superiority Complex? And cutting me off, too."

"Will you shut up, you prick!" You slapped a palm over your mouth too late and his own aloof eyes widened.

Everything else melted away into the timeline of your hatred for him. A professor overheard the very events of that day, knocking your grade down a few points. Soonyoung had encouraged you to take revenge on whoever was causing you trouble, which you did. Ever since then, it all remained the same. How you both never managed to move on from was beyond the two of you.

Since then, your soul has not known peace. Granted, the entanglement with the fiend that he was put you through much turmoil and moments that one could define as nothing other than consistent low points.

Bickering and exchanging banter had nestled into your very habits and schedule, even at your big age.

Neither of your friends liked it. If you asked Seungcheol, he'd say that it made him feel uneasy enough to not hang out with the two of you. The best boy in the world refused to enter the same room as you two.

Tonight, there was an arrangement to play Super Smash Bros on Josh's Switch. Evening came and your stroll to the apartment homes became a path directly into the night. Of course, the dark goaded you on to run, looking back this way and that. Leave it to you making the worst choices and pulling facades over them. You truly should have taken Wonwoo's offer to be picked up.

Instead of running into one of your many friends on the way over, it had to be your greatest enemy driving slowly beside you, chuckling and rolling his window down.

"I'd never pegged you for a scaredy-cat, you prideful, little thing." He laughed from the vehicle. It ran gently and with a robust shape, similarly to one that a rich, teenaged girl would be gifted with. You kept your chin high and gaze forward, trudging on with a frown burning across your lips. "Turning down Wonwoo's offer which would have saved you from this —"

With little thinking, you simply resolved to peering over at him and speaking in one breath of a "please piss off," and it made him laugh all the more.

The heightened scores of muscle in your neck and shoulders noticeably melted, despite the abyss of woods and trashy alleys between the apartment homes. His sickening cherubic eyes were trained on you; he would put it in all the work of guarding you, it seemed.

Right when a bridge was nearing, his miniature jabs came to a halt and he upped the notch by honking at you.

"What?" You shouted, face slack with exasperation.

"Get in the car, I'm serious! Idiot!" Jeonghan nodded emphatically.

After back and forths of deliberation, you groaned all the way into his car, which he locked and unlocked until you threatened to puncture his tires with your pen.

The change in atmosphere followed with your own feelings. A lilac air freshener looped around his Calico Critter car decor as the low a/c filtered the air. At this angle, Jeonghan felt different. You had forgotten to shut the door behind you as you were all too engrossed with reading the pad of his music shuffle queue. His sigh whisked you away from your reading to his eyes.

"You could at least use your head to have gotten us there already. Y/N, seriously, I come out here and reach out a hand to you. Everyday you surprise me: you're so full of pride and you forget everything. I always wait for you to pick a struggle, but I guess you just love choosing every single one, huh!" He enunciated with a flat laugh and you had to frown at that.

The next song of whatever his playlist consisted of queued up some song your heart yearned to follow along to, as if your heart it thousands of times before.

"Sounds a lot like you think you know me, asshole..." you muttered under your breath and crossed your arms, keen on either forgetting about the passenger door still ajar or adamant on not doing it yourself since Jeonghan seemed to enjoy doing whatever he did, which inevitably made your life terrible.

He scoffed aloud. In one motion, he moved his arm around the head of your seat to improve his view.

"Sure, I do. Like I know you're the most insufferable person I've ever met." He tossed a few glances to the door, hoping to continue his game, but you peered over whatever possible dust particles and intrigued moths flutter over his unmoving headlights.

"God, Jeonghan," you sighed, not watching his growing leer.

"God, Y/N," he imitated you with an exaggerated tone.

"Jackass, can I speak? I just... It's been years, I know that much, since you like to preach that I know nothing, but all this time, you act like you know me. Day one, you've talked to me so informally. You always act like you have some right to speak to me and to speak to me like I'm some written character. Is that all you want? Some stupid feud with someone you clearly hate and don't want? You don't know me! You never have and you never will. So, back off."

A readied smirk, typically loaded with a bombshell of a constantly prepared retort, was expected, but to your surprise, his cherubic silhouette expressed an emotion you couldn't quite put in words. His eyes dawdled across your features, every island of flesh but your own eyes.

Wordlessly, Jeonghan then reached over you and your seat to shut the door. He was practically nose to nose to you.

Not another word was spoken, even after you were settled in playing games.

You were nestled between Chan and the arm of the grand futon, fist underneath the suppleness of your cheek.

"Hey, Y/N," Chan whispered from beside you, and you simply nodded, eyes fixed on the screen. "What happened?"

At that, you furrowed your eyebrows and peered over at him.

"Huh?"

His eyes widened in a flash and he shook his head, nudging your arm.

"I just never thought I'd see the day where you and Jeonghan hyung aren't ripping each other's hair out. I was thinking maybe he had a premonition and decided to grow up, but then Seungkwan hyung told us all that he saw you in the car with hyung."

"So, is everyone wondering the same thing?" You asked just at a whisper and Minghao from the opposite side of the sofa yelled, "Yes!"

Wonwoo turned around from in front of you and chuckled, nodding as if he had been waiting for someone to say it.

"Well?" Seungkwan practically shouted from over the couch, standing with arms crossed over his blazer clad chest. "Aren't you two going to tell us what's going on?"

Whoever turned down the volume of the television, even going so far as to pause the game, would pay, but the ice of the awkward cooled off whatever misdirected anger you held.

"Absolutely not." Goosebumps bloomed at the realization that you and Jeonghan had spoken simultaneously.

The two of you made eye contact, silently bickering over how to deal with the situation.

"You know what," Joshua piped up from another sofa, stretching an arm out in mild effort. "I don't think we should question this weird fate tonight; we should be thankful they're civil and in the same room."

The night bled away into comments like that, even as you tried your best to move on, since it seemed to you that Jeonghan was adamant in doing so. You had no business approaching him about why you didn't wish to speak to the other, and clearly neither did he. However, with the racket everyone was making over you and him not constantly doing your thing was eating you up at such a frequency that you were hardly up for continuing the game.

By eleven at night, Seokmin wanted to bake cookies, and unfortunately you had a bad taste in your mouth. Your perception of Jeonghan had snapped within a few minutes and it was crashing down before your eyes. For what reason, you felt you'd never know.

You don't quite remember rising and throwing a few goodbyes, unable to meet their eyes while heading out in a much more informal fashion as you arrived. It could have easily been one of your other friends who followed after you but in this case, it was Jeonghan.

"Hey, numbskull, don't you want a ride back? I give you one here, and you just walk out?" He called from the door, shivering enough to cross his arms into his body. You didn't meet his eyes, merely angling your neck to listen.

"I called my other friend to pick me up," his silhouette buckled into the corner of your eye. "Really wasn't expecting you to follow me out like this."

The colors of his figure shifted and the door shut with a rap behind him.

"Is that really what you want?" Jeonghan's tone dropped with his approach.

"What are you talking about?" It was then that you took the moment to look at him. Jeonghan's face typically held a leer that looked like he always knew more than you, but now, there was a knot of taut muscle where his eyebrows met.

A shimmer of headlights filtered over the anterior of the apartment complex. Your friend-chauffeur had arrived.

"Nothing." He breathed with a smile that almost broke the ice of his expression, but you glanced to the floor before nodding.

"Well, my ride's here." Jeonghan swallowed a lump down and mirrored your action. Part of reality felt like a scene out of a movie because of the loose air of the night but the tension between the two of you was so tight. You turned towards your friend, whose gaze was transfixed to their phone, and when you glanced back, he disappeared.

For the throng of the week's courses, Jeonghan changed his seating arrangement, and no longer seeking explanations to waste yours or his time, you assimilated with the change. Utilizing the pack of independently reticent students as the backdrop, you and him took turns surrounding yourselves by them.

A part of you felt much relieved of the burden of keeping your guard up to such a severe form, which he visibly did, as well. You heard well enough from Soonyoung and Mingyu. An even larger piece of you thirsted for something that you couldn't quite put your finger on.

Since Seungcheol was home this week, to commemorate his return, considering he had a habit of leaving every other week due to sports, he and the crew decided to throw one of those stupid parties where you drink and just meet people. Essentially, the remote of his and Joshua's place flipped topsy turvy when it came to these things, but they didn't mind.

Jeonghan no longer mattered to you nor was he a factor of whenever you had to make a decision. You accepted Wonwoo's and Soonyoung's offer of going and taking you to the party.

It had been six days since you last interacted with Jeonghan, as you had for the past three years.

"Isn't it too early to be drinking? We aren't even there yet." Soonyoung patted you from the backseat, tone thick with distant concern.

Wonwoo eyed you from the driver's seat, hands fastened at the wheel. All you did was shrug, turning back to halfheartedly grin at the boy, and with that done, you continued your trip to finishing the bottle of absinthe in your hand.

Drinking was no new concept to you. Using it to quell some sort of absence that you didn't comprehend was, however. It was something your friends took notice of.

Your arrival was just as rocky as it was from your residence to the party, vision fuzzy and dim.You made your way to the kitchen to rummage through possible brought snacks, even taking a few spare soju and beer bottles for sport. Opening them with a partially working mind inked painful calluses into your hands from the rigid caps of the bottles.

As Seungkwan whistled at your actions, something wet caused you to lose grip of one bottle, tripping to catch it, and before you knew it, there was a minor crowd growing at the sight of your bloody palm.

As loud as everything was, a part of you countered with how silent your world had become since you and Jeonghan wordlessly had gone separate ways.

"Does it hurt?" Minghao asked. You were now at the dining room table, a foldable one with metal legs that were surprisingly still standing despite being kicked in countless times. You shook your head and met the faces of your friends, scanning them for something you didn't know. It barely stung, but a fire lit from behind your eyes.

Soonyoung slapped your arm, recounting to you for the fourth time that you were in a guest room because you cut yourself.

The bass of the music met with the wall across from you and pictured frames of your friends trembled. A couple made out in the corner, limbs sprawled. For the most part, the room changed colors due to the LED lighting, which did nothing to help an intoxicated mind.

"Are you sure?" You asked, doubting Soonyoung's sadly sober mind — he had been ordered not to drink for the night, but Jihoon had promised him that next time, for sure.

Half your hand was bandaged and your head hurt. Pain had nothing to do with it, or the lack thereof, but you still felt like weeping.

As if you had been summoning the devil himself, Jeonghan let himself in without a word, without much of an entrance really, but you knew enough that it was him because you could read the back of his head.

"What did you do?" The timbre of his voice recused the tense knots of your shoulders without your notice. You looked into his eyes. It strangely felt as it had been years since you had done so.

"Hyung, I earned my PHD, that's what I did. I bandaged Y/N here and — "

"Soonyoung," the elder used a tone you were familiar with, one your professors would use when notifying you and him to leave the class after a fight got out of hand.

"Well, Y/N, I'll be on my way then," he announced with a laugh. "Take care of my patient, Jeonghan hyung."

Mirrored glares and giggles were shared between the two until it was just the two of you.

"I was talking to you. What did you do?" He crossed his arms at you, frowning at the slightest. It looked weird on him. His brindled hair crowned his head with few loose ends curling like some flowers towards the sun.

"Hey," Jeonghan waved his hand in front of you, expression all the same. You watched his figure get painted in fuschia with the changing colors.

"What?" You remarked harshly. He sighed loudly and reached out a palm to you.

Perhaps you took too long deciding what he wanted for his liking for him to just grasp it, his firm hand enveloping yours in a way that made you feel as if you were hanging over a pile of hot coals. Jeonghan joined you on the sofa, scanning over Soonyoung's work in the dim lighting.

"You do know I'm studying to be a pediatric nurse, right?" His voice was so silent so it was a miracle you heard it.

"No, what the fuck..." you blurted, confused he was being so informative, about as much he had to be on the first days of any class.

"Well, since you learned something new today," he started, using that familiar tone and you almost smiled. "I need to know if you did this on purpose."

Your lips parted at that.

"I what?"

"You're the only idiot I've ever known to confidently do the illogical thing. I swear, you numbskull, I've gotten so used to telling you it may as well be a catch phrase of mine." He ran his nimble fingers over the lines of the rest of your palm before glancing back up to catch your stare.

"You're crying," the words fell out of his mouth and you expressed your surprise with a bewildered expression. "I..."

Now, this was new territory.

"It's nothing, I don't know why I'm doing that," you shrugged it off and sniffled, a confirmation of your tears.

He scoffed, sitting back and crossing his arms.

"Of course, you'd say something stupid like that!" Jeonghan nudged a plastic bag of napkins towards you, which you took with a grumble to wipe your tears.

"Oh, so it's only me capable of saying stupid things! How come you only hear yourself and think it's me with the idiotic stuff?"

"You calling me an idiot?" He emphasized with a pointed finger towards you and then himself. Life returned to Jeonghan's face in full force.

"Yeah, of course, I am. You're the one who's always running their mouth as if your life depends on it!" You practically screamed.

He grinned, pearly teeth aglow in the dim room before dropping his eyebrows.

"Y/N, you always talk crap about me. Can't you go one day without my name in your mouth? You know what, you should be addicted to shutting the fuck up."

You feigned an impressed surprise but rolled your eyes, almost laughing.

"Ooh you wanna kiss me so bad you don't even know it. Makes you look so stupid."

Jeonghan paused within a heartbeat before angling his head and smirking. You were ready for something equally as dumb as his comebacks, but he reached forward for your free hand and loosely caging you in the arm of the couch. His breath circulated near yours, just like that night in his stupidly cute car.

"And what if I do?" That smile and those words were like ice and fire to your every sense. It was you who actually was unprepared.

"That, wait, you, the-the, God!" You babbled and sputtered, unable to maintain eye contact. He chuckled thickly. Jeonghan was so close.

"That should be my line!" You retorted, all thought processes going haywire and scouring the plain of your mind for something wittier to say. His wicked smile widened.

"So, you do feel the same way?" You all but gasped at the audacity you met with.

"Yes! No, wait, uh, yeah! Never!" Jeonghan failed to stifle his genuine laughter and tossed his head back. "Fine!" You then reached up, taking the collar of his jacket into your curled fist and bringing his lips down to yours.

Judging by his widened eyes, he was not expecting that, but that mattered little. You melted along with it, shutting your eyes. In the next millisecond, he brought you forward with a hand behind your head and another keeping himself upright beside your body.

As everything was, the kisses progressed to a point where you attempted to outdo the other, passionate, quick exchanges building up to shared touches.

Your other hand gripped a portion of his clothes, pulling so nebulously he all but leaned closer towards you. As the other couple had left during the minutes of your petty argument, it literally felt like the moment was offered to the two of you only, no one else.

Jeonghan cheated when he gently tugged on your hair, earning a punched out whine from your lips. He pulled away from your swollen lips to hear it, grinning once you did so.

"You jerk," you muttered hotly, red and ruddy. He smiled and moved a few strands of hair behind your ear gently.

"Y/N, what if I've been wanting to do that for a long time?" He asked, voice a bit strained. You didn't know what to do with yourself, flustered and glancing around.

"Oh," you murmured. The heat practically beat off you in waves.

"You're something else, really. I wasn't sure how long we were going to not talk to the other. I wouldn't have been able to confess and it would have been awkward." He snickered over your shoulder before regaining his proximity with you.

"Wait, so is this your confession? You suck, you're going to have do it again. C minus." He scoffed and sighed at that.

"The kiss, too?" He arched an eyebrow curiously. You slapped his shoulder at that, struggling to keep up with him.

"No, but seriously are you telling me you like me?" A much more serious tone cooled the heat of the moment, and he winced at that.

"From the moment I met you," he began and it was then you realized your facial expression was bitingly skeptical, revealing your feelings about it all. "Do you feel the same way, Y/N?"

"All that teasing and picking on me was just your stupid way of letting me know you like me?" It was Jeonghan's turn to blush from every corner of skin to the other, sighing and covering his face to cope with whatever he felt.

"It took me a while to realize it, alright?!" His tone was defensive, but you knew he meant it lightheartedly. "I just wanted you to know somehow in some way that every time I got to see you, I was grateful. Each and every time allowed me to learn more about you because you're so...you're something else. You've always complained how I don't know you or perhaps the lack of right I have to know you, I always felt I did, but I didn't want it happening for the wrong reasons. Took me a while to realize I didn't want to lose you, that I...wanted a friendship, a relationship, but the longer I sat back and continued to confuse what we had and I wanted was just going to tear us completely. So, luckily, since I'm a genius, I thought to man up about it."

You could only peer at him, letting his words simmer.

"But, if that's not what you want, or you feel uncomfortable in any way at all, just say it. Say whatever you feel." You'd never encountered this gentle tone of his. There were so many more sides to him you wanted to learn.

"I want some time..." you muttered and he nodded, visibly hanging on to your words. "For you to show me that you want me, and you know, for me to process this. I've wanted you for a while, but that voice was so quiet under all the 'I've never wanted to fight someone so bad' and the 'I'm going to implode like a star because of this guy'." You both laughed at that, and it almost felt natural to do so.

"Okay, then," Jeonghan nodded with a contented smile. There went that annoyingly hot gaze of his. So, that’s what it’s always been: hot. "Can we still make out?”

You squinted at him and opened your arms up with a sigh.

“Just kiss me already!”

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itsclydebitches · 3 years

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I adore talking about this with you, it's so cool to be able to agree, everything I've read is just excusing yen lmao.

And with "geralt would rather do and say things Yen wants to avoid pissing her off" LIKE YEAHH I guess I annoyed yen with my answers and she teleported Geralt out of the tower thing, and then threatened to do it again like??? Like he pissed her off so she has fuck all care about him, was over water thank god but like girl??? omg and her refusing to tell the wticher bros what she was planning on doing to Uma, like I get that they would be hesistent but I mean it's cause it's cruel and painful and they have that trauma around that. She just expects everyone to do what she asks when she asks no questions. (Lambert's "I'm not geralt" when he and Yen are kinda arguring, bb red flags)

I just assumed she didn't believe him cause if she did whats her excuse for behaving how she is lmao??? Like you believe he has amnesia and you still blame HIM over the person who maniplated him KAY.

And goodddd that fucking scene when Triss and Yen see Ciri in Kaer Morhen is genuinely the worst, Triss and Yen see their sis/daughter (not gonna get into how weird I find it that Triss considers Ciri her sister and Geralt is Ciris father and she still wants to fuck him, uncomfy) for the first time in forever, she's alive and well and while Triss is hugging Ciri, Yen kisses Geralt and Triss throws a glare at her. I hated that scene so damn much, it's stupid and shouldn't have been there. (aso I get emotions and all but Yen kissing Geralt is so bitchy, idk even full of gratitude and emotion I wouldn't kiss the man who just dumped me lol, especially not in front of a situation like Triss)

I'm still mad about the women, I really wanted to like them fuck meeee

YOU GOT TO THE PART. Oh thank god, anon, I've wanted to talk about this since we started these conversations lol

Okay, let's set the scene, shall we? You arrive to find that, with our playthroughs anyway, your ex has barged into your home. I say "barged in" because although we (Geralt) know that Yen's help is necessary and she'll be tagging along, the other witchers living there are given no prior warning and, according to Vesemir, Yen teleported in without so much as a "Hello." She then immediately starts ordering everyone around like her servants, failing to explain the situation beyond there being a curse that they have to help with. No, this isn't negotiable. She (still being an ex) takes your old room for herself, which just happens to be the biggest in the keep, and proceeds to toss a bed out the window. It's only later that Vesemir recalls that Triss used to use it, so prior to that everyone apparently just accepted that Yen was destroying their stuff for no understandable reason. Classic Yen. You go upstairs to find her cursing a blue streak at her failed experiment and when you try to lighten the mood, she snaps at you. If you're of the opinion that Yen's every order must be obeyed, this is when you're supposed to drop the conversation entirely, because she said to. Except, funnily enough, you'd like to know why she's up here being The Worst Guest Ever and destroying your property. She tries to justify this by saying that destroying a bed is better than how she could be dealing with her anger over Triss. Be grateful and all that. Except, it's not really about Triss, is it? The line is "You shagged my friend. For upwards of a year. I don't know what your witcher's code says on the matter, but ordinary folk would consider it obscene, base, vile." The blame is not on the woman who knowingly manipulated Geralt into having sex with her while he was vulnerable, it's on Geralt himself! He is the "obscene, base, vile" person for... daring to have amnesia? And when you point that out - "Yen... told you already. I lost my memory" - she yells that she's "lost [her] patience" and teleports you into a lake! This is, apparently, how she really wants to deal with her anger. Not by destroying beds, but by attacking you for things outside of your control. And I do consider it an attack. Yen is meant to be insanely powerful, she is leveraging her magic as a weapon here, particularly when Geralt has spent the whole game commenting on how much he hates portals. Yen knows this. Not just because he says so in her presence, but because she frequently reads his mind, something else he's expressed discomfort with. She's not just demonstrating her power (controlling) and sending him away when he makes a point she doesn't want to acknowledge (immature), she chooses the one thing she knows makes Geralt uncomfortable, perhaps even scared. Then when you've swum your way back to shore and returned to, despite all this, begin her list of chores, she makes a dry comment about how next time she just might drop you high enough for the fall to be fatal. With the next time implied to be, you know, the next time you disagree with her. The next time you dare to do anything other than agree with her every belief and jump at her every command.

The fandom interpretation of all this: "Lol Geralt getting yeeted is so funny. And their banter is just 😍"

Me:

You mentioned red flags and yeah like that ENTIRE SCENE is a crimson banner for me. I mean, by all means, love the fictional ships that are super messed up (I often do), but it astounds me how many fans honestly think this is just a cute interaction with absolutely no problems attached. Nothing to question here, folks. I've mentioned before, but last I discussed this in depth the asker wanted to know if I'd been an asshole to Yen and... that's it. That's the perspective. Any disagreement with her, any pushback, anything that's not complete, blind obedience is something she will not permit AND something most fans take as a given. If you're not doing what Yen tells you to, you're automatically the asshole, and if you're the asshole, you automatically deserve any punishment she chooses to dish out.

Comic spoilers coming up if you want to skip, but this is made abundantly clear in "Curse of Crows." Yen and Geralt are at their best in the moment below, enjoying one another's company on a nice day. Yen asks if Geralt wants to swim and he says nah, he'd rather watch her. She appears to like that idea and, indeed, swims naked while Geralt admires from the shore.

Actually cute right? I really liked this moment! They're cuddled up together and exchanging smiles. It's a rare moment of peace where I can believe that they truly care for one another, outside of passionate sex and not wanting the other dead. Finally, something beyond that incredibly low bar.

...except Yen starts flirting with a young man who shows up, invites him to travel with them, all while refusing to explain why she's interested in his company. The sudden third wheel is clearly bothering Geralt, but Yen continues to ignore his questioning. The answer she finally gives later that night?

She did it purely to mess with Geralt! It's his "just desserts" for "refusing to swim with [her]." She is "not one to be refused - I thought you needed reminding" by giving him "a flick on the nose." When I say that Yen treats Geralt like a dog I mean she literally treats him like a dog. He's a servant who must jump at her every command and if he doesn't, he'll punished for disobedience. He might not even know why he's being punished for a long stretch because Yen enjoys making him think she's a normal person capable of accepting that he doesn't feel like swimming right now - insert the Kaer Morhen scene where she wants to go have sex upstairs, but Geralt wants to catch up with the brothers he hasn't seen in an age here - only to reveal that actually she's made their formerly nice outing uncomfortable because he needs to be put in his place. All of which is followed by, "So... willing to join me now?" The message is very clear! Geralt had better get his ass in that tub unless he wants to be punished some more. Whether he wants a bath right now or not is inconsequential.

This is also the run where she scares the women Geralt was with, despite them being separated right now. Why? "I could."

Claims that Geralt is allowed to return to his companions (who he actually waves away) only for him to realize she's cast a spell to burn him with the water. Yen loves pretending she's okay with things only to punish Geralt for them later - sometimes with physical punishments. And what would have happened if the women had actually joined him again? Do witchers weather hot water better than the average courtesan? Who knows, but Yen clearly doesn't care who might get hurt.

Just like her time in Skellige and at Kaer Morhen, she refuses to explain what's going on. She just expects people to obey her, so-called loved ones included. Geralt was to get her cider, and arrive before her bath went cold, not question what they're doing on this dangerous hunt. He's a servant.

And my favorite, petty moment: transforming her awful inn food into a lavish meal without offering to do the same for either Geralt or Ciri.

"But, Clyde, that's just the comics. They're not really canon." Nah, questions of canon aside, this is 100% Yen's characterization. She's prideful. Immature. Beyond controlling. And punishes anyone who dares to tell her "No." Fans are always pointing out that she's meant to be horrible, she could have been a villain in another life, like any of that explains why I'm supposed to root for this relationship or enjoy her existence outside of being a complex character. Yen is interesting, but she's interesting in a "I can't wait to see her get her own just desserts" way. Not "Wooo now I get to watch this story ignore her behavior again to push a True Love narrative."

She punished Geralt frequently during their first meeting, she punishes him whenever they get together, and, I think, she punished him during the reunion with Ciri. Given our playthroughs, do we really think that after breaking up with her and all this fury over Triss - an anger so deep she destroyed the bed and attacked Geralt - she's just overcome with such joy that she forgets they're not together anymore and forgets the anger she's been nurturing for years? Yen doesn't forget. She's staring at Ciri during that moment, right where Triss is currently running towards them, and then after a considering look at Geralt pulls him in for that kiss. That was calculated. She did that to make a claim she no longer had. To punish them both: make Triss uncomfortable by playing at the "perfect" family reunion; make Geralt uncomfortable by kissing him when she knows he doesn't feel the same way. But of course, the popular reading is that she just loves him so much she couldn't help herself. Riiight.

It's just all SO BAD. (Including, as you say, the ickiness of having Triss lusting after Geralt and referring to Ciri as "little sis.") I love a lot of the women in Witcher - Cerys is a fave, Ciri, Saskia, Philippa, Keira, etc. - but the two I'm supposedly meant to fall in love with are just the worst lol.

Basically:

Half the fandom: TEAM TRISS 🤬

The other half: TEAM YEN🤬

Me: TEAM REGIS 😭

#witcher #mymetas #long post

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sipsteainanxiety · 2 years

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Listen you, I have loved your fanfic ever since I found it on AO3 and honestly Fukui being Bakugou was obvious and it was great. Knowing who he exactly he was just made mc's feelings so much more meaningful to me and honestly showed why I kinda have a thing for amnesia fics.

In real life they are so much harder on people obviously, and I wanna say I don't mean to take away from their pain in any way.

But I guess I am just so enthralled with the idea of how people can fall in love with the same person again and again. It's so comforting to read fics like that esp about your comfort character or ships.

I also love your fic cause goddamn is that a ride. Like the baby? Bicth I'm ready to get hurt by that plot line. How every time Bakugou looks at her as Bakugou there's always that sadness in his eyes that his love can't remember, and yet he still can't help but love them. Fuhck bro.

Anyways love you and your work looking forward to what see what you do in the future!

omg hello hello!! <33 i'm glad you like fmn so much!! thank you for reading it!! i also have a thing for amnesia fics (with a happy end of course) even though like,,, if that ever happened to me i think i would simply pretend to know the person i forgot bc of social awkwardness..... john mulaney did a skit on that once and i was like dang i agree LMFAO but i digress

yeah, having amnesia is of course harder irl and there is simply no way for me to understand how painful it is. i took a class that went through a bunch of case studies on people with anterograde/retrograde amnesia and it's just heartbreaking :(( did u know there's a fellow tht has a memory span of like 10 seconds. crazy to think abt. he rmbs his wife and things from the past, but he thinks he hasn't seen her in years since, yk, his memory span is so short and he can't retain new info for long. so every time he sees her when she comes to visit him, its like he's seeing her for the first time in ages. there are videos online abt him, it's very sad bc once she leaves he forgets that she was ever there :( i'm rambling again, sorry KJSFHKDJG

but anyways!! yeah there's just something poetic almost abt falling in love with someone again c: looking at fmn from bakugou's pov like... he's very much in love with the reader, and it's very agonizing for him knowing that she doesn't remember him. but those instances where they're in each other's presence and there's just something there, lingering in the air between them that the reader cannot understand but bakugou does is... mmm, the hurt.... that's what prevents him from losing hope and pushes him to pursue her still, even after all the negative reactions she's had to him in the beginning! that and the fact that he doesn't give a FUCK that she doesn't rmb, he'll MAKE HER RMB DAMNIT!!! somehow haha. he... was actually pretty successful, even if he didn't realize.

oooh the baby plotline LMAO. i purposely didn't touch much on that one throughout the fic only cuz it's more of a side thing to make bakugou suffer more LMSDFJHSDFKJH i'm kidding but that was one of the plot twists that i was hoping not a lot of people would pick up on and i think it worked? at least it's less obvious than the fukui one LMFAO i have stuff planned for that in the,,, next next chapter i think.

thank you again for reading my dumb little fanfics <3 ahhh i keep saying this but i really can't blv fmn is almost over skjfskdjfh but i've got this one 150k fantasy au fic that i'm hoping to start releasing sometime this year if i prewrite enough that will just-!! all i'm saying is it'll be absolutely great heehee rip-your-heart-out-plot-twists-galore great >:))

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blackhakumen · 5 years

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Fanfic #19: The Time When Oscar (Somehow) Got Invited to Smash Bros. Bonus Chapter 2: The Random Arrival

After a long day in the city of Atlas, Oscar decides to go back to the apartment, where his friends are waiting.

Upon his stroll, the farm boy suddenly smelled something burning a few miles from where he's walking. So he began to rush to where the fire is supposed to be located immediately.

Oscar couldn't believe what he saw once he got to where the smoke is coming from. He saw a giant, fiery symbol (the same symbol he saw on the back of the letter he received the other day), while also seeing a bunch of unfamiliar faces standing right in front of it.

Before the farm boy could even question all that is happening, an Italian plumber, who was one of the people who was standing in front of the burning symbol, begins to greet the young Farmer.

??? (Happily): Hello, Oscar Pine! I bet you didn't expect all of this, huh?

Oscar (Surprised about what is happening) N-not really, no....Okay, just who are you guys?

???: (Laughs embarrassedly) Where are our manners? Its-a me, Mario!

Oscar: Wait...Mario? As in, THE Mario?!

Mario: That's correct!

Oscar: (....No way....is this really happening right now?)

Mario: If you don't mind, I would like to introduce to you my friends over there.

Oscar: (Still unsure about what's even happening now) .....Suuure...

Mario begins to introduce Oscar to the rest of his friends, who was also standing in front of the symbol. From his brother, Luigi, to the tomboyish princess of Sarasaland (and Luigi's girlfriend), Daisy, to even Mario's arch enemy, King Bowser, a giant monster like turtle with spikes for his shell, they all seemed to greeted the farm boy with kindness. But even still, Oscar is still very confused on what's going on right now.

Oscar: It's really nice to meet you guys and all, but...what exactly you all are doing here?

Luigi: Sorry to barge in like this, but we're actually here to take you to the tournament with us.

Oscar: The tournament?

Daisy: Well...yeah. We sent you a letter telling you about it, remember?

Oscar: (Instantly remembered the letter that was sent to him the other day) Oh yeah. That letter....look, guys, I'm really honored that you would invite me to your tournament and all, but.... I don't think I can go.

Mario: (A Little Surprised of Oscar's answer) You couldn't attend the tournament? How come?

Oscar: I-It's not like I don't wanted to go or anything. It's just everything is happening in Atlas lately and-

Before he could finish his sentence, Oscar and the others immediately noticed someone is screaming the farm boy's name.

Bowser: Who the hell is screaming like that?

Luigi: I think someone is calling for you, Oscar.

Oscar turns around and see red like corkscrew from the distance, coming towards the group, while screaming the farm boy's name.

???: (Charging closer) OSCARRRRRRR!!!!!!

Oscar: (Instantly figured out who it was) R-Ruby-

Before he could say anything else, the red corkscrew begin to tackle Oscar to the ground. Once that happened, Mario and the gang sprint over and saw a girl in red, who was that red like corkscrew a seconds ago, is sitting on top of the farm boy. That girl was none other than the Huntress herself, Ruby Rose.

Oscar:(Surprised) R-Ruby, what the heck are you doing here?! Also where did you even come from?

Ruby: (Worried) We were looking everywhere for you! You haven't picked up your phone so we made up a search party to find you. We were so worried too...(Looks at the burning symbol and Mario and crew before frowning sadly) Oscar, what's going on? Why is Mario and the others are here?

Mario: Umm.... Hello there, uhh Ms. Ruby, isn't it?

Ruby: Hi Mario! (Turns back to Oscar) I'm still waiting for an answer, Oscar.

Oscar: Ruby, I can explain but.... could you please get off of me now?

Ruby: (Blushes in embarrassment) Oh umm right. Sorry...

Once Ruby got up from the farm boy and pulling him up on his feet, Oscar begins to explain everything that happened so far.

Ruby: (Frowns Sadly) Oscar, we talked about this. You can't be in Super Smash Bros!

Oscar: I-I know we did! That's why I declined their offer.

Ruby: (Surprised) You did?

Oscar: Of course I did, Ruby. You guys are my best friends and I would never leave you all like this. Not while there's so much is going on right now.

Ruby: (Touched by his words) Oscar....

WBY: Oscar!!!!

Weiss, Blake, and Yang runs towards the duo while giving Oscar a tight hug.

Yang: Thank, Oum, that you're okay, bud!

Blake: Where have you been, Oscar?! We were so worried- wait.....(noticed Mario and the gang) Guys....who are these people?

Yang: Ah man! They're the Mario Bros! Princess Daisy! And even King Bowser! But....why are they here?

Weiss: (Furious) AND WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS FLAMING SYMBOL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CITY?!!!!?!

Mario: Uhhh....

Oscar: ('Sigh') It's a long story, but I'll try to explain everything.

30 minutes of explanation later....

Blake: Ok, so somehow these guys came to our universe just to invite you to the Super Smash Bros Tournament, you guys mentioned, in person?

Oscar: Pretty much, yeah.

Yang: (Frowns) Oscar. You didn't take up on their offer, did you?

Oscar: No, Yang. I already declined their offer. You know I wouldn't leave you guys here.

Yang begins to look at Mario and the gang to see if Oscar's telling the truth.

Luigi: (Shrugs) It's true. I think he was telling us that the reason was because there was something going on here that's important before his friend tackled him...

(Ruby nervously laughs in embarrassment.)

Blake: Well... he's half right. Long story short, we have to save our world from a woman named Salem and her forces. Trust me, it gets even more complicated from here...

Mario: Hmm that does seems to be pretty serious...

Daisy: Yeah....(Comes up with an idea) Hey, we could all pitch in and help you guys out if you-

Ruby: That's really nice of you guys, but I don't think that'll be necessary. Salem is our problem now, and we don't want you guys getting involved with something like this. Plus, Oscar is a part of our team. We need him here to help too.

Mario: Well...if you're really sure....also, we want to apologise for coming by here unannounced like that. We all thought we could invite your friend to the tournament with us in person....we never realized how serious your situation here was and how much you need him to help out.....

Ruby: No no i-i-it's okay, Mr. Mario. We face stuff like this all the time. So it shouldn't be too much of a problem (Or...at least I really hope it's not). And as with inviting Oscar.... that's not really the only reason why he don't want him to enter...

Luigi/Daisy: It isn't?

Ruby: Yeah... another reason is because we don't think Oscar's ready for this kind of thing yet. I know that he can take care of himself and all, but he still needs more training in order to be a Huntsman. And also, (Gives Oscar a hug) we would be completely worried sick if anything were to happen to him out there. He's already been through a lot lately and the last thing that any of us wanted is to see him getting hurt. So we're sorry....but we cannot let Oscar enter that tournament.

Oscar: Ruby's right about this one. I know I could fight my own battles and all...but in all honesty, I don't think I would stood a chance in that tournament. Plus, everyone needs me here. I hope you all could understand.

Mario: Why, of course we do. We wouldn't want to force anyone to join the tournament if they didn't want to. We'd only asked because of our fans' votes.

Oscar: (Surprised) Wait... people were voting for me to join?

Mario: Well... you were a fan favorite in our universe.... kind of.

Ruby: (Smirks) D'awww look who has fans?~

(Oscar Groans in embarrassment)

Mario: Anyways, if you really couldn't attend our tournament this year, then we completely understand. You have some really good friends here, Oscar. And it wouldn't feel right to take you away from them like this....

Oscar: Thanks for understanding, Mario sir. And yeah.... (Smiles Softly) I'm really glad that these guys are my friends.

Ruby: (Touched by Oscar's words) Oh, Oscar. We're glad that you're our friend too!~

Blake: (Smiles Softly) Yeah. We never really said this as much, but we're all so glad that we met someone like you, Oscar.

Yang: (Pulls Oscar in a one arm hug while smiling brightly) Yeah, buddy. Thank you so much for staying by our side.

Weiss: (Smiles at the others) Well, while I'm glad that's all worked out, (immediately gets upset) that still doesn't explain who's responsible for this monstrosity! (Points at the burning symbol)

Mario: Oh yeah....that...well ummm you see we-

Bowser: (Points at Mario) It was all the plumber's idea.

Mario: Bowser!

Bowser: (Rolls is eyes) Oh don't act like all surprise on me! You do this every time we introduce new people to join Smash Bros.! Nearly give them nightmares with that crap.

Mario: I was only trying to leave a great impression! I wanted them see how special this tournament was. Isn't having a first impression important?

Luigi: I guess...but don't you think the whole flaming symbol thing is a little too much?

Daisy: Yeah... couldn't we just...I dunno...do some kind of musical number or something?

Mario: I doubt anyone would be interested in doing something like that.

Weiss: (Groans in irritation) Nevermind. I'll put it out myself....

Weiss set one of her dust onto her Rapier before using it (gracefully) to put down the burning symbol. Much to everyone's, except for RBY and Oscar, surprised.

Weiss: The next time you people visit here, maybe not create something that could cause a huge fire hazzard around our city.

Mario: (Laughs Nervously) Noted....sorry about that.

Yang: You know, you guys are welcome to join us on a tour around the place if you like.

Mario: We would love to...but I think it's time for us to get back to the Smash Universe about now.

Ruby: You're leaving already?

Luigi: Afraid so, Ms. Ruby. Master Hand wouldn't be too happy if we came back late.

Weiss: (Confused) Master Hand? What in the world....

Daisy: It's basically a talking hand who host the whole tournament.... it's best not to think too much about it.

Ruby: Thank you guys so much for dropping by here! And just know that once everything starts to calm down, you're all welcome to come back to visit.

Mario: Thank you and you are all welcome to come by and visit us whenever you like. (Gives Oscar a handshake) And it was nice to finally meet you in person, Oscar.

Oscar: Thank you, sir. It was nice to meet you guys too. Good luck on the tournament.

Ruby: W-w-wait!! Before you guys go, you think we could...sign us an autograph?

Mario: Why of course we can! Where do you want me to sign?

Ruby: (Smiles Brightly while bringing out her Crescent Rose in sniper mode) On my Crescent Rose please?

Yang: Hey, Mr. Luigi. You think give me an autograph too?

Luigi: Oh umm sure. Where you want me to sign it?

Yang: (Grins while showing him her metal arm) On my arm, please?

Luigi: (Surprised) Oh umm of course. Right away.

After a minute of autograph signing, Daisy begins to open up a portal in order to go to their universe.

Daisy: Mario! Weegie! Come on! We gotta go!

Bowser: I swear, if any of us gets yelled at, I am blaming you idiots for this!

Daisy: Oh quit whining and go in already.

Bowser: (Grumbles inside of his breath while walking into the portal)

Mario: (Bid his farewell while walking towards the portal with his brother) So long, everyone! And good luck on your quest on stopping Salem!

Ruby: (Waving Goodbye) Bye, Mario! Thanks for the visit!!

Yang: (Waving Goodbye) Keep being awesome, you guys!!

Oscar: (Waving Goodbye) It was nice meeting you guys!

As the portal closes in, Ruby and the gang decided to walk back to their apartment and call it a night. While the Mario Bros, Princess of Sarasaland, and the Koopa King's visit was the most random moment they've ever encountered so far, it was still great to meet all of them in person. But now all of that out of the way, our five heroes could get back to what's more important. That is to find a way to defeat Salem and save their world from her wrath.

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#rwby #super smash ultimate #crossover #oscar pine #ruby rose #yang xiao long #weiss schnee #blake bellodona #mario #luigi #daisy #bowser #bonus chapter #I've been working on this for a few days now #i know i said that i want to take a break from long fanfics #but i wanted to get this out of the way first #still i hope you guys enjoy #have to edited it again to make it perfect. sorry about that

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bash-it-all-blog · 6 years

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Just read through your Neighbors AU and it's absolutely beautiful. Steve tripping over himself trying to talk to Tony is the best. I'm just gonna ask a bunch of questions and you can pick and choose which ones to answer. When does everyone else realize that Tony is a smol bean that needs to be protected at all cost? Do Tony and Bruce science together? Does Dum-E exist? Do they meet Rhodey? Does Ty show up and be the abusive dick that he is; what does they do about it?? I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS!!

Awe. Thank you! Your praise honestly means so much to me! I’m super insecure about my writing, and I am so so happy to answer all your questions, I’ll try my best!

Also, I’m answering on my phone so excuse any grammatical or formatting errors. Also it gets like angsty.

It takes the friends a couple of weeks to get Tony to really talk to them.

Tony is jumpy and hesitant about everything and it breaks Steve’s heart, mostly because he knows it takes trauma to make someone that way. He knows Tony has been hurt so bad that it’s clear in his everyday life. It’s also clear that Tony, Tony is still hurting. And that’s something Steve can’t stand for.

The first thing Steve does is talk to Thor. Thor is easily the most intimidating if you don’t know him. Steve himself is a pretty big guy but Tony so far has responded well to Steve and Steve makes sure that it stays that way. Steve tells Thor that he needs to tone it down a little bit around Tony and to Steve’s surprise Thor was already aware.

“Steven, my friend.” Thor started, then his eyes got a bit glazed. “When I was a young boy, my mother was full of life. I remember the tales she used to spin as if it were just yesterday, she would tell my brother and I tales that were meant to inspire us, to live lives we loved and were proud of. But as the years past the tales became less dreamy and more dreary. Rather then finding love, they became tales of finding shelter and keeping safe. Of making sure not to fall into the witches hands rather then the fantastical adventure of fighting dragons and escaping a giant’s castle. It was a subtle change but as we grew we understood that our mother-,” Thor’s breath hitched. “Our mother, rather then fighting the dragon or escaping the giant’s castle. She had stayed because she was afraid that if she attempted to leave it would only get worse.”

Steve felt nauseous, but Thor continued. “And so my mother never left and neither did we until it was time for us to go to university. It was after our final year that Loki and I had received jobs here in the states. My father wanted me to take over the company but Loki had foresaw the fall of it. So I trusted him and we left. We begged our mother to come but she said she was happy where she was and that she couldn’t possibly leave.” The larger man closed his eyes. “It was later I realized that she said she couldn’t leave not that she didn’t want to but by then it was too late.” The prince stopped breathing but continued and Steve was afraid for what would come next. “What hurt the most was even though it was not by the dragons hand, it was by the dragons blame that my mother was slain. It is painful that a dagger through the gut was my mother’s only salvation. ”

And Steve could only watch the usually jovial man broke out into silent tears.

“Steven, we are so so very lucky that Tony was able to escape his dragon. And we are so lucky to be given the chance to help heal him of his burns.” Thor looked at Steve. And Steve pulled his friend- no his brother into a hug.

“I’m so sorry Thor.”

“It is in the past now. Fresh enough but I am healing. My brother though is whom I worry for.”

“We’ll keep an eye on him. And Tony. We’ll take care of ‘em. All of ‘em.”

“Thank you, I am glad to have talked about it and do not worry about how I am around Tony, I have proclaimed it my duty to making sure that Tony does not fall back into his dragon’s clutches. We will protect him and we will help heal him.”

“Yea Thor. We will.”

—- okay that got intense. I didn’t even plan on it. I made that up on the spot and shit there are more questions. I got you. Something to lighten you up after that. —-

It is after Tony begins to relax around them that they find out Tony is actually a genius.

Not actually certified though ‘cause Mensa didn’t have anything that could gauge Tony’s level of intelligence.

But anyways. They find out Tony’s a genius because of the stupidest thing. And ofc its Bilgesnipe.

They’re all chilling around bilgesnipe when Clint opened his mouth. “Okay guys but how the hell do we get rid of this thing without burning it.” Clint sighs. “But seriously just what would we have to do to get it into Thor’s room without ruining it, since we’re not allowed to throw it out and that’s the only way we’re getting rid of it.”

Tony looks up from his seat on the floor beside Natasha who was running her fingers through his hair. He tilts his head for a second and looks at Thor’s door. “You know. If we just tilt her right to a 172 degree angle and up about 63, it should fit. Theoretically at least, however that is if we shaved about 3.82 mm off of her top.” Tony replied flippantly. The rest of them only looked at their small cinnamon roll in confusion and shock.

“Tony, do you- uh.” Clint hesitated. “Are you like- a genius or something? Or are you just fucking with us?”

Tony’s eyes widened, “What do you mean?” Tony looked anxious but continued, “If you just look at the angles, Clint I swear I’m not lying or anything I just though you wanted to know ‘cause you asked and I’ll shut up.” Tony ducked down a bit and looked away from Clint.

Realizing his mistake Clint quickly tried to make it right. “No Tony, it’s just you surprised us. We knew you were smart but that’s incredible.” Clint watched Tony carefully, and saw the way Tony unfurled a bit at the praise.

“Hey Tony. Do you happen to be into science?” Bruce interrupted.

“Uh yea. I do enjoy it. I’m more of a hard science kinda guy but the soft stuff pulls me in sometimes.” Tony looked at Bruce a bit confused.

Bruce looked hesitant but asked anyways. “Do you have any interest in gamma rays?”

“Wait. Gamma rays.” Tony eyes flashed with recognition. “Wait your THE Bruce Banner!, holy shit!”

Bruce looked nervous at the praise. “I can’t believe it.” Tony stood up and walked over to Bruce. “Your work on anti-collision particles is amazing!” Then Tony clasped Bruce’s hands. “We are now science bros! There is a lot of science in our future Banner!”

And that’s when everyone realized the easiest way to get Tony out of his shell was science.

And bit by bit, Tony was healing.

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My phones at 2% but I will answer the rest of your questions later! In my next post. Anyone who comments immediately gets added to my tag list! 1%!!! Shit.

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Also because I feel like this is a huge part of the au I’m going to tag you guys who asked to be.

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last thing if my tags don’t work, something is not right because whenever I try to like do the verify-y thingy it says your blogs don’t exist. So if anyone knows how to fix that please help me.

Thx!

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heleneea · 2 years

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I haven't written in a while. I haven't really been dating. I finally got out of my feelings. I watch others get into relationships and feel jealous that they found someone. But I also wonder how long until they break up. Everyone always does. Some people who have been together forever are finally getting engaged and married. I don't envy being in such a long term relationship and constantly are reminded of the 50% divorce rate. Nothing is set anymore. Nothing is forever. Being in a relationship or married doesn't mean what it used to and people are constantly unfolding more tragedies.

My life isn't what I expected it to be, I'm not where I thought I would be at but I've come to accept it. I can do what I want and afford to buy what I want. I don't have to answer to anyone and I've come to, believe it or not, crave going home at the end of the day. I used to hate my empty apartment and then I got cats. Somehow, being with 2 little 8 pound creatures dissipates the loneliness. I used to find so many things to give myself distractions, I got into so many hobbies. I joined so many groups and events in the beginning, desperate to find something to do. Once I got the ball rolling, it took on a life of it's own and I found myself running after life, trying to catch up. People are constantly inviting me to stuff and I find it hard to say no. Getting sick forced me to take a break. I finally stayed home and slept. It was so freeing to be able to wake up when my body felt like instead of to an alarm. I finally got around to all those things that I had been putting off. And now, despite being better again, I still crave going home. All those hobbies and connections that I built will always be there when I want it. But now I just want some time alone. A world where no one criticizes me and I can do whatever I want. Sometimes, it feels like no matter how much I clean, the house is still not tidy. I finally got groceries again. Life feels different this time around. This new year just feels different.

All that's in my head now is friend drama and loyalty. But that's not that dramatic, none of it really matters really. I realize I don't have ownership over other people and no one really owes me anything. It doesn't matter who met who first, people will click with who they click with independent of me. If they want to be bros, that's on them. Their personalities might not work and that will transpire with time. There's no use feeling jealous for not being invited or that they are somehow closer. I have my own friends and my own activities. It's not like I'm sitting at home, mulling over where I could be. Their schedule wouldn't have worked with mine anyway. And even if I was home, I'm not sad. I'm happy being productive and taking care of my own things. I'm learning to let go.

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what-even-is-thiss · 7 years

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I just found out I have ADHD two days ago. What do I do? Can you give a run through on what to do, in general? I think I'm confusing you. Just explain how your life is with ADHD please

Oh man. I remember my diagnosis. I was not happy about it. Okay, I'll try to give some unprofessional advice. This got kind of long.There's a couple things that might happen. If your ADHD is moderate to extreme your doctor might strongly recommend you try meds. If it's mild like mine it'll be a choice. I chose not to take meds and instead use mental techniques and coping mechanisms which people with meds usually use anyways because they don't make all the symptoms go away.I'm just one guy with mild inattentive type (aka ADD) but I'll tell you about my day to day experience and a couple things my lil bro, a kid with moderate hyperactive inattentive type on meds goes through.First of all, doing stuff you don't wanna do is extremely difficult. My brother doesn't like reading and even with his meds it's hard for him to and I'm the same way with writing academic papers for stuff not in my major. Neurotypicals just don't get how hard it is. One thing I'd suggest doing when you need to do something you don't want to do is remove distractions. Get out of your room or wherever your stuff is. Clear off your dining table or clean up your sitting room or go to a local library and sit in a section full of books you don't like. Keep your phone in your bag or pocket and surround yourself with the material. Take breaks every twenty minutes. Really plan for it. When my brother needs to read he goes into our family room and the entire house goes quiet so he can read. When I need to write a paper I go to my university's library in an area I only go when I write papers. It's still really hard, but it becomes easier.Hyper focus is a blessing and a curse. That's the state you get into when you are 110% focused on one thing. The entire world is tuned out and all you see is that thing you're doing and time is even more distorted than usual. It's great when you're doing a project or homework or housework, but it can also happen when you're watching tv or attempting to get a particularly worrisome hangnail off your finger. It's easy to lose track of time and I've actually forgotten to eat meals and use the restroom or drink water if I stay in hyper focus too long. I've even forgotten to breathe for a few seconds. If you're doing something interesting set timers so you don't forget to go to work or eat. Also if you can find a way to trigger hyperfocus when you need to get something done, it can be very helpful. And try not to hit anybody when they snap you out of it. I've nearly hurt people before when they startled me out of it.You don't need to follow "normal" ways of getting things done. If you need a rigid schedule so strict it resembles military protocol then make one for yourself. If it's impossible for you to keep any kind of schedule then work with that. It's impossible for me to stick to anything other than a loose schedule while my brother needs a steady one or he gets lost. Every person with ADHD is different. I can't stick to a schedule. I can't stand consistency. I brush my teeth at different times. I exercise and study and sleep and write when I feel like it. The only steady thing in my life is when I need to go to classes during the school year and going to church at 11 am every Sunday. My brother is at the opposite end. He needs to wake up at the same time, eat around the same time, and study at the same time. If anything is thrown out of whack he feels like the world has come crashing down and sometimes it puts a damper on his entire day. He does spontaneous things, but there's a time and place for them. Certain times in the evenings and on the weekends.One of the most annoying things is something I've forgotten the term for but I'll explain it. See, the human brain has two states. Spaced out, when you're not really focusing on anything, and focused when you're focused. Normal humans space out, but not as often as people with ADHD, and they can usually successfully get back to focus mode. People with ADHD often are stuck in between these two states. They are unfocused and focused at the same time. That's when you pay attention to what you're reading and then realize you don't remember the last few pages of text you read. When you see someone is talking but all you see is moving lips. When you're trying with all your might to focus but you just can't and it's like you're stuck in limbo. It's even worse when you're with someone that won't let you fidget or stim. I go to church with my grandparents and even though my grandma knows fidgeting helps me she always insists I don't move. These days I don't listen but I used to and I would try with all my might to sit still but then my mind would go everywhere and nowhere and then remember nothing that happened during the church service. Fidgeting is the best way to cope with this particular problem but know you might annoy people around you and it's not always a perfect solution. Sometimes the split attention thing is just gonna happen.Memory is a problem. Oh my gosh. Write everything down and still forget. I'm particularly bad with names and lists. My brother and I are both bad at remembering what we're supposed to do if you give us more than one thing that needs to happen. Also dealing with people that follow linear thinking is frustrating. They need conversations to follow a logical pattern. A conversation between 2 neurotypicals goes from point A to point B to point C. A conversation between 2 people with ADHD goes from point A to point Z and back to point H and then stays linear for a while and then jumps to point 2F, which is a point any neurotypicals listening in didn't even know was a point to begin with. And then over to Hati or something. I'm getting distracted just writing this. Whatever happened to the earthquake relief there? Nobody talks about it anymore.Where was I? Oh yeah. My point is, the normals can get confused if you try to talk about everything your brain jumps to so be aware of that.Brain working way faster than anyone else's and way slower at the same time. I often see obvious things that aren't obvious to anyone else because my brain connected all the dots in a fraction of a second what it takes them minutes or hours to figure out but I also take hours or days to understand some simple concepts. This feature of the disorder is both useful and incredibly annoying. Surround yourself with patient people and be patient with them when explaining things in turn. That was long and I could say a lot more because my ADHD affects every aspect of my life and many aspects of the lives of those closest to me. However, as upset as I was when I was first diagnosed just knowing I have it has helped so much. Be patient with yourself. I know patience is hard for people like us, but it can take a while to learn to function and even longer to accept you don't need to function like you're a neurotypical. You still need to learn in your own special way how to make it, but you don't need to follow that pattern of thinking or be fixed. Medication is a great thing and can really help and if you feel you need it I'd highly recommend you try, but it doesn't "cure" you. There will still be problems and the disorder will still affect your life.I'm rambling. What a surprise. Good luck to you.

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What do you think about Joaquim saying that Shiro has a "big brother kind of understanding" when he was talking about Shiro choosing Keith to lead Voltron during one of the WonderCon interviews? I've seen your posts saying that you think Sheith still has a chance of being canon, but while I'm a huge Sheith fan, JDS referring to Shiro as big brother figure plus the "you're like a brother to me" line makes me think they're just gonna keep having a brotherly relationship.

Well, I like their platonic relationship, I reallydun think of their bond any less just because it’snot romantic or sexual.. I appreciate it for what it is inthe show right now. And I don’t have a problem with it staying that way.

But..

I don’t really see how any of it means it can’t grow into more atsome point?

There’s a BIG difference between a character saying “you’re like a brother to me” in act one, and to them saying that in act 7 or something.. BIG difference.

Why everyone are so impatient around here? Like let their relationship develop first! So ppl won’t cry later “OH BUT THERE WAS NO BUILDUP IT CAME OUT OF NOWHERE AND IT’S NOT REALLY BELIEVABLE”

Like.. It’s only been two seasons… 26 episodes outof 78….

And why would they reveal anything in interviews about whatrelationship ends up being romantic at this point?

None of the relationships are actually romantic rightnow, none of them.

And I’m not necessary talking about sheith, likeobviously the staff dun tell us shit about who’s the LGBTcharacter(s?) or made it very clear from the start, because just like thePidge being a girl thing, it’s probably supposed to be a surprise of sorts in the show and they want us to experience it.

If anyone expects any of them to go “oh yeahthat character is actually gay and inlove with this other character”about anyone, before that happens in the show, then I think they’re gonna be very disappointed. (and staff show support for most ships onsocial media, I dun feel like they really favor any specifically..)

And as a sheith shipper I LOVED the BOM scene! And Iloved that line. But I really dun get why that line was what everyonewere talking about and focusing on.. WHEN SO MUCH OTHER STUFFHAPPENED THERE AFTER THAT THAT WERE SO MUCH MORE MEANINGFUL.

And specially since Keith very obviously didn’t mean the “I see you likea brother” thing in a “Shiro, the idea of having sex with you isnot appealing to me in any way whatsoever so lets just be bros”kind of way, (who even thinks that that’s what it was about??) but in a “I really care about you and you’re veryimportant to me” way?

(ok, jk I know exactly why people got so hung up onthis line, no need explaining haha..)

I dunno, I think if anything the “like a brother” just gave sheith morewind in it sails, because before that there was still the possibilityof them actually being brothers?

(and you gotta ask yourself, why didn’t they justmade them actual family members in some way in the showif what they were going for is a brotherly relationship there… itseriously could have been as easy as “Shiro you’re mybrother/uncle/second father…” I mean Sven and Keith kinda looked alike? it wouldn’t be so far fetched to make em distant cousins or something, would explain their close relationship in DotU too. I guess they stillmight go that way.. but then it would make em liking sheith art kinda kinkyhaha..)

Anyway, I dun think Keith and Shiro are in a place of talkingabout romance at this point in time.. (I don’t even think either ofthem really thinks in that direction about the other right now.. orabout anyone..)

Maybe there’s some feelings there that are not just platonic love, developing, orpresent….. but I dun feel like either of them is gonna talk aboutit yet if there are?

I don’t think romance is a priority for them rightnow. I think there’s alot of stuff that need to happen first forthem to come to that point.

And I do not see them going there anytime soon….Maybe eventually, after alot of development and a time skip, but notanytime soon. Like I will be surprised if this relationship takes aromantic turn before like the last season or something.

But… you dun establish such a strong relationship at the beginning for nothing.

They’re building up to something, (doesn’t have to be romance or any good thing) but some serious shit is gonna go down between Keith and Shiro at some point, you can count on it.

And they already said all the romantic relationshipsare slow build, but they also said that they put some stuff from thestart that will pay off later… I guess meaning there will be someend game romance between characters we’ve already met.

So I guess sheith, kla//nce, allur//ance, kallu//ra and shall//ura arethe most likely candidates for that. Since I feel like they had somestuff in these two season that might be interpreted as hints at a possible romantic relationship. (not counting hunay ofcourse, because that’salready a thing)

And I kinda agree with what Joaquim said, Shiro I thinkdoes sees himself as the “big brother figure” to all thepaladins, not just Keith, I just don’t think he’s gonna stay inthat state of mind? I think he’s gonna realize sooner or later thatnot everything has to be on his shoulders all the time.. That hedoesn’t have to stay strong for everyone all the time.. and he willend up being on more equal grounds with the rest.. and I think itkinda already happened with Keith in season 2 to a certain point..

(and I have alot to say about the Keith and Shirodynamics… and some stuff I dun agree with about what is saidabout it in interviews because that’s not what we see in the show, and from season 2 I will disagree aboutShiro seeing Keith as a little brother, but like not in a romance wayso i’ll do it in a different post cuz I wanna explain exactly why I disagree)

And I will ship sheith no matter what, because theoption of a same sex ship becoming explicitly canon in a show is still very new to me…So my feelings and ideas about a relationship don’t depend on that,simply because they never were.

But shipping goggles off, there’s still things Iwill stand firmly behind,

and that is that Keith is inlove with Shiro, incanon.

Because with Keith it’s like…

It’s like.. his lips say “bro”but his entire body language says “take me i’m yours” all the time? haha

Like you don’t melt like that around guys who u see in aplatonic brotherly way. look up to, admire, respect, feel protectiveof, yes sure, but not..melt. Keith just becomes so soft, loving,submissive around Shiro… he’s not even the same person..

And you know, I consider Steven Yeun to be a goodactor, and with the way he voices Keith when he’s talking to Shiro andthe way they animate Keith’s expressions (which is done withthought behind it) around Shiro,

I have to say that Keith doesn’t look at Shiro like at abrother (no matter how important family is to Keith), he looks and talks to him like he’s his sun and stars.

And I think it doesn’t matter what u ship, no one can miss the factKeith loves Shiro and that he’s his most important person. (but I guess pplwho want other ships to happen have no choice but to insist andexplain that love as just brotherly love, because what else could it be whenKeith is obviously straight/ inlove with lance/10 years old?)

So yeah I will stand firmly behind Keith being inlovewith Shiro, whether he realizes it yet or not. (Just a bit too much affection there for it to be strictly brotherly imo..)

But with Shiro I’m not so sure… season one I didn’t seehim returning Keith’s feelings at all, everything Keith was feeling there it didn’t seem like it was the same for Shiro. Just from season one I was convinced Shiro does see him as just a little brother. And I thought it was gonna stay like that for a long while and maybe even forever…

But then season two came… with some stuff that really surprised me about Shiro. And I guess some shots made me think there might besomething there on Shiro’s side too.. But I dunno, I would still describe Shiro’s feelings for Keith as brotherly.

I think he wants to get to know him more, that he wants to get closer to him, and that he really admires him. But that’s it. I don’t think it goes deeper at this point. (I will poke fun at him tho, but like if you ask me seriously, I don’t actually see him liking Keith like that right now, and even if he does I dun see him keeping those thoughts and feelings)

I guess if in season one I didn’t see it at all, season two made me atleast see him maybe going there eventually?

And you know I think this whole “you’re like abrother to me” is getting so much attention even though it wasn’t even something important in the show…(kinda of a “well duh” moment really) Because I think it made people who were against a romance between Keith and Shiro feel alot of relief? (like when I see antis throw that line at shippers I just see it at proof at how strong Sheith is haha.)

Like I think Sheith started real strong, so strong that alot ofpeople actually thought they are in a romantic relationship in seasonone? Like I think some peoplelegit expected Keith to say something like “I love you, Shiro”instead of “You’re like a brother to me”, specially afterhow season 2 started and went until that line.

(And seeing a homophobic acquaintance muttering “oh thank fucking god” under his breath when Keith says “you’re like a brother to me” is all theproof I need that this is not just me seeing through my shipping goggles, and there’s somethingthere that makes ppl who really dun wanna see gay, see some gay haha)

And btw I’m not even talking about just tumblr shippers (who see gay relationships EVERYWHERE), most of my Voltron buddies are cis straight fanboys in their 20-30 who are really not into shipping and I have to keep my tumblr fandom adventures a complete secret from them haha, and atleast two of themafter watching Voltron season 1 were arguing with me (a sheith shipper) thatKeith and Shiro are lovers, and I was like “no they’re not, far from it”, andthen both these guys were surprised at the “brother” line and now see therelationship as strictly familiar, and that Shiro is a brother/fatherfigure to Keith and think they were wrong.

But I think it’s not like they were wrong about Keith and Shirohaving something a little extra in their interactions… people (well atleast people whoknow this is by the same ppl who did korra, because peoplewho don’t probably cant even imagine two guys being inlove with eachother in a kids cartoon is an option) )I think do pick up on something between Keithand Shiro if they pay close attention to them?

It’s just that they really start as friends, and not even closefriends. And we see them growing closer, and I’m guessing we will seeem growing even closer as time goes by. And who knows maybe at theend of the show they will grow close enough to maybe even end up together?

It’s not impossible..

(I honestly dun need much, just give me one shot of Shiro comingback to what seems to be his and Keith’s house, and a long hug, and Keithsaying “it’s good to have you back” with a smile and Shiroreplying “it’s good to be back” and them holding eachother atthe end of the show after the credits, and i’ll be happy forever. I love these two and I think they are the person they really deserve to eachother.)

And by no means am I saying it’s not actually a strictly brotherlyrelationship and gonna stay that way, I’m just saying that if that’s what they arewriting, it kinda looks like this haha:

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#sheith #i think im the only sheith shipper that is actually surprised at how fast this relationship is developing haha #no but like really #if you compare shiro and keith to like other brotherly relationships like lance and hunk #mako and bolin #hikaru and roy who i think atleast somewhat were an inspiration for shiro and keith #then u can see that there's a difference #they can say that just a brotherly relationship all they want #they sure put some romantic undertones in their scenes together haha #thoughts and stuff #replies #Anonymous

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