#i am going to fucking explode. thank u. this made me so fucking miserable
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— which tarot card are you ??
THE FOOL:
there is an endless road ahead of you. long and winding, it is impossible to imagine every fork, every path you could take. like looking down from a high place, the sheer magnitude is dizzying. but it is freeing. god, it is freeing. you have all the time in the world to explore – endless choices to make; take time to appreciate it all. just be careful not to lose yourself to the recklessness that comes with such wondrous freedom.
number: 0
upright: beginnings, innocence, spontaneity, a free spirit
reversed: holding back, recklessness, risk-taking
tagged by: @ratcode ily <3
tagging: @celestialshearts (for luka, sasha, or theo), @weedzkiller (for harrison and/or rhys), @boysgenuis, @foxmists, @tricursed, @moonperished (for kitae), @deadwar, @loveslosts + whoever else sees this and wants to do it !!
#« if i could i'd change overnight & turn into something you like. » about.#i am going to fucking explode. thank u. this made me so fucking miserable#not gonna lose it in the tags but also i might really lose it#ww hw hwhw whhwh whw h h#these uquizzes always make me want to jump off a building#if u got notified for this like 80 times sry tumblr is being a pain !!
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Ur rainduo hunger games au is just chef’s kiss. It’s so good!!!
Like niki and wilbur being friends and then wilbur disappears and she thinks he’s dead but he’s not?? And then she’s like I need to win I need to get him out of here. She’s like I am so angry but I can not show it. Like????? And her burning the forest down really suits her (I’m thinking of her burning down l’mantree) and then she hates fire but her branding is now fire +girlboss and she’s just like noooo no thank u. I’ve seen enough fire in my lifetime.
And wilbur is like a shaken up soda bottle. The lid is on tight but that does not mean that the liquid is calm. All u need is to take the lid off and it will explode everywhere. Yeah.
Anyways i love this au it is so cool!!!!
YEAH niki is such a straightforward character and she doesn't suffer the timewasting and arrogance of politics compared to so many other characters and so when her name gets pulled, she knows her odds of making it are just too low and she can't be bothered bullshitting that. she's not going to get up there and prance around for the cameras and pretend that everything is okay. it's not okay. she's not even a good liar in the first place. she has her parents presumably back home and a few friends in 12 so there's not much she can do, but there's a certain point where she just can't bring herself to participate. and then she finds wilbur, and the entire situation flips.
he is depending on her!! niki made peace with the idea of her own death as soon as her name was called at the reaping but this is an entire tidal wave of emotions that she already cannot compute. like the worst kind of grief and anger and survivors guilt. and if she loses, no one will rescue him. no one will even know he's there. and then that too, that's gonna be her fault. and even then, she gets these flashes of absolute rage...
she's so fucking lucky she has jack as a mentor to remind her of exactly the right way to smile so they can't see how tightly you clench your jaw. hbomb giving her these intricate hand braces so she can't visibly clench her fists when she talks so sweetly about winning the games and going home to her friends and making her district proud. and then she gets back to the tribute living spaces and tears her room apart in a whirlwind of burning anger, and then stays up late putting every stupid knick knack back together in case rumours spread because she needs to keep her reputation as the Sweet, Kind, Nicey Nice Girl from district 12 intact to win over sponsors.
and yea the forest fire is fucking traumatising. i can't remember if this is a canon hunger games thing or if my brain saw some fanon eight years ago and is running with it but i imagine once you win the games they slap all that megahealing shit into you so she wakes up in some private capitol hospital room and, beyond what she even thought was possible, the burns are gone. and she doesn't even know how that works but they must have done a pretty shit job because she can still fucking feel the fire beneath her skin.
you won and you got out! she gets wilbur out. maybe. but it's only really after the games that she realises she's never gonna be able to go home again. she should feel relieved to be alive at least, but all she feels is burning and a miserable, endless pit in her chest instead.
A SHAKEN UP SODA BOTTLE..... you're so fucking right KSHKDHDKD. wilbur is v interesting to me because like.... i think there's a bitter and hurting part of him that still blames himself above anyone else for getting caught. but he's been here for seven years. he has seen some horrible shit happen. wilbur has a tendency for self-hatred but he's not massively easily manipulated until someone is pushing him towards something he already wanted (thinking of how dream treated him in pogtopia.)
i think niki being reaped is a tipping point for him. like, he's not stupid. he's walked into the last seven years of reapings going not niki, and then not niki, not fundy, and then not niki not fundy please god not tommy and so on. and then the worst outcome happens, and niki barely manages to survive but only by swallowing her own voice and going through some terrible shit. wilbur saw that, he got to see it on live TV while pouring wine and retrieving stupidly rich food for stupidly rich people while he remembers arguing with tommy about whether they could eat a possum because at the time, that was their best option. it is one thing for him to be here. he has accepted that as his own fault (even if he probably shouldn't). but shoving niki through the meatgrinder? his kind, clever niki, who (in wilbur's eyes) has done nothing wrong in her entire fucking life? something needs to change, and he will bend steel with his bare fucking hands to make it happen.
now, to figure out how to do all that and actually stay alive.
the thing with wilbur that always stands out to me is that he's a character in motion. he doesn't stop. i think after being captured and having his tongue cut out and being tortured, he would obviously suffer greatly - but he wouldn't stop. his voice meant everything to him, and even though it's physically gone, part of him so venerates its absence that he cannot stop himself from trying to sustain it, to "bring it back", even if it sounds different now. even if it's all locked away in his mind. now, that is where he keeps everything he wants to say. he keeps his mind sharp over those years - reciting the names and birthdays of his friends in 12 so he doesn't forget them, tracing words across the wall when he's supposed to be sleeping so his handwriting stays neat enough to read. he's waiting, he just doesn't know for what.
and then niki is reaped. that's what.
#i kind of see nikis attitude towards the games (to start with) as somewhere between peeta in 1 and johanna in 2#she has too many people she cares about to be as blisteringly angry as johanna but she's a bad fucking liar#she doesn't want the games to change her. and to be fair they don't change her in the way she expects#she doesn't want to have her personality swallowed up by the capitol because that is how she and her friends have always seen the victors#but after winning she realises oh. it really all is just tv cameras and hot air.#everyone from jack to the hardest career is fucking traumatised#and wilbur is. SO HEAVILY REPRESSING HIS FEELINGS to stay alive because there is no room for error#but silently he's fuming. they took a fucking lot from him but they couldn't take the belief that there's something better than this#if anything they hammered it in#OUGH. they're very. yeah#thanks the the ask mye !!! how ya doing#asks#hunger games au#aunonnies
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THE SONG BIRDIE
Villain!hawks x fem!civilian!reader
BIG THANK YOU TO @ari-tart-3114 FOR HELPING MW WRITE THIS ONE TOO 😂
e/n=ex’s name
you are 22 in this story
and you have a big simp counter for a certain man with red wings and beautiful eyes (lol)
You have a very minor singing quirk you basically can only really sing in tune and not much else with your voice, you are able to control wavelengths and are the reason for the apocalypse that will happen in a year.
Let’s get started…
Y/N POV
10:38 am
Oh no. Not the same nightmare again.
Nonononononononononononono WHY
WHY DOES E/N KEEP SHOWING UP IN MY DREAMS?!?!?!?
I figured that was it. I was done. He’s made too much of a bad impact on me. It's time to get help.
I looked all over the room for the number my mom gave me, and with little luck, I found a number for an organization.
Finally I was going to get some goddamn therapy for these atrocities I was dealt.
I called the number on the small piece of receipt paper and scheduled my appointment
I set the time which lucky for me was same day
I walked out of my apartment into the bright sunshine of the morning and see a bunch of high school students walking towards a big building.
I just carried on walking down the street and there were too many people for my liking so I decided to take a shortcut down an alleyway so I could get there swiftly and in peace.
All of a sudden, a group of people pushed me into an alleyway
And of course having just been shoved by surprise I tripped and fell
Jeez people really need to be more careful when walking around these places and not text while walking
I walked down the alleyway while ironically not paying attention to my surroundings.
Which ended up being the best mistake of my life
I had been trying to think about how to deal with the scrapes on the palms of my hands when I bumped into someone and of course fell backwards onto my ass
I started apologizing profusely and when I looked up I froze
It was him
Hawks
The MOST WANTED VILLAIN IN ALL OF JAPAN
My heart stopped beating, stopped working, STOPPED FUNCTIONING. WHY IS THIS MAN SO HAWT.
“Are you ok, little birdie?”
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK
“Y-yes I’m fine. T-t-thank y-you-u.”
“Awww no need to be shy little birdie~”
“I-,” I then look at him and blush, “I AM NOT SHY, BAKA”
“Really because it seems like you are~”
“N-NO I-I’M N-NOT Y-YOU” I then take a deep breath,”STOP BEING HOT YOU IDIOT” I scream loud, causing him to get pushed. I run away before he says anything.
I by some miracle made it to the appointment which did not go as well as I thought (I guess that’s why I was able to get an appointment so quickly because their services SUCK)
I walk out feeling worse than I did walking to the appointment. I find an area with no one there, and begin to scream\
And my dumbass had stupidly ended up in the same alleyway where I saw Hawks
“Well well well look who’s back”
Son of a bitch
“CAN YOU JUST LET ME FUCKING BE MISERABLE IN PEACE PLEASE?!?!”
“Woah there you seem tense”
“WELL NO SHIT SHERLOCK! WHY THE FUCK DO YOU EVEN CARE?”
Hawks looks away for a few minutes.
“I guess cause… I guess cause I like you”.
“WE JUST FUCKING MET A FEW HOURS AGO”
“I know I know,” he then looks up and down at me, “You have a strange comfy vibe to you. I can’t really explain it”
“Yeah no SHIT. I’m wearing sweatpants and my high school band sweatshirt. Of course I have a comfy vibe since what I’m wearing IS VERY FUCKING COMFY”
“Well that explains a lot haha”
I begin to walk away to find something to eat since I forgot to eat lunch.
“Where are you going song birdie?”
“Wait…how do you know I sing?”
“You swept me off my feet when you were screaming. Literally”
“Oh shit, I am so sorry about that”
“It’s no issue my little song bird~”
My face begins to go from white to red hot blushing.
“D-don’t be a bully like that!”
Just when my heart was about to explode, he pins me to a wall, and looks me up and down with this hungry look in his eyes
I turned my head away from his gaze, but in the process, gave him an opening to KISS MY NECK.
I instantly blush and gasp for air.
“Well well well look what we have here~ someone’s mmm~ desperate~”
Damn him and his flustering words.
My legs can’t handle this much, and begin to shake from fear.
I suddenly feel my knees give out, and I fall
“Woah Woah Woah there’s no need to fall to get my attention~”
“I can’t do this.” I try to breathe, but fail. Just as if the day couldn’t get worse, I begin to have a panic attack.
Hawks POV
Oh shit did I do something wrong? The girl is clutching onto me. Like I haven't even had people who were in deep shit with me clutch onto me this hard
“Hey hey, it's ok.”
She looks at me, with tears in her eyes.
Y/N POV
Hawks begin to calm me down. No one, not even E/N has ever successfully calmed me down or even made this much of an attempt to.
“I-I’m s-s-sor-ry f-for s-sn-snapping a-at y-you” I sobbed “I-I sh-shouldn’t b-be t-taking m-my b-bad d-day out o-on y-you”
“How would I have known you had a bad day? It’s not your fault that your day has sucked so far.”
“B-b-but i-it’s m-my f-f-fault f-f-for sn-sn-snapping a-a-at y-you y-you h-have e-every r-right t-to b-be m-mad”
He held me closer to his chest and held me tighter and started rubbing my back soothingly
“Hey it’s no big deal we all have bad days kiddo”
I breathe deeply once again.
“Thank you again. I am sorry about this and before as well,”
“It is ok,” He looks at me, “Maybe one day you can make it up to me”
“Yeah” I said smiling, “One day,”
TIME SKIP TO 3 WEEKS LATER
HAWKS POV
I was just walkin down the alley after taking care of some business with a one druglord who owed me money
I saw her again.
She looked a lot better than the last time we met.
“HEY”
No response.
I look closely and realize that she has her AirPods in.
So I did the one thing I knew would definitely work (oh god- Emily)
I came up behind her and pulled her into the alleyway
Y/N POV
I feel someone pull me.
I immediately turn around and punch the fucker who was going to rob me.
I see Hawks and punch him lightly.
“DON’T SCARE ME LIKE THAT,”
“How else was I supposed to get your attention?”
“Geez I don’t know, maybe tap me on the shoulder?”
“I’ll keep that in mind next time we meet,”
I roll my eyes at his remark and proceed to walk.
“Where are you going now, song birdie?”
“To work,”
“Work?”
I look at him confused, and release that I never told him.
“A week after we met, I got a job interview at the high school near where I live,”
“Oh, congrats Y/n. That is really cool!”
“Yeah I never realized how easy getting a job as a choir teacher would be haha”
Hawks looks at me even more confused.
“Y’know. Choir being an easy class to do, so getting a job as a choir teacher is easy?”
“No no I got the joke. I just can’t believe that someone as young as you can get a teaching job as a choir teacher”
“Well, all you need is a performance degree in singing, which I have, and 1 million subs on my singing youtube channel”
“Sheeeesh 1 Million?”
“Yeah I had the account for 5 years and it really helped me with my depression and abusive relationship”
“Oh so that’s why you seemed so down when I first met you during that time”
“My account got hacked by him, so I didn’t really know what to do”
I realized that I just confessed to someone I barely even know.
“Sorry for ranting out on you my bad haha”
“y/n”
I look at him, with tears about to form, then…
He
Kissed
Me
I gasp. (le gasp)
Barley even functioning with the fact that this man's soft lips are on my crusty ass lips.
He keeps on going further and further into the kiss and at that point I just succumb and go further in myself
He then grabs my back and I fall back from the kiss.
He looks at me confused.
“I’m sorry,” I look away and begin to walk away.
One of the deepest scars that I have will have to be my back. The one from my dad, and the other from my abuser. Thank goodness my mom was a nurse and was able to heal it, but the current scars and some more deep scars still remain.
The moment Hawks touched it, all my painful memories began to resurface. I look at myself in a shop mirror. To the normal eye, I look like a normal 22-year-old girl, but to me, all I see is a waste of space who deserves nothing.
“Hey what’s wrong? You look like you got spooked by something.”
“I-It’s n-nothing I-I s-swear!”
Shit, now he looks worried. I don’t want to bother people with my problems.
“Really? Because it sure as hell doesn’t look like ‘nothing’ ”
I don’t look at him and just walk away.
Hawks grab my hand and touch my back again. Before I can say anything he goes
“I love you”
I turn around, shocked
“I love you and every scar in your body”
HOW DID HE KNOW ABOUT THAT?!?!?
“I have them to”
“What?”
“Scars. On my back”
“How did you know about mine?!”
“I could feel them”
“Oh. I guess I didn’t do a good enough job hiding them”
“Why would you need to hide them?”
“W-w-w-we-ell u-u-u-u-um…”
“He told you to hide them didn’t he?”
“Yeah”
“Didn’t I just tell you that I love you and your scars?”
“Yeah b-but m-”
“There’s no way that any scar on your body is ugly Y/N”
I look away and blush.
“Awwwwww you’re blushing~”
“N-no I’m not!”
“Yes you aaaaaaaaare~ my little songbird~”
I started backing away still looking down and he was still closing in
He then pinned me to the wall and restrained my wrists above my head in one swift motion
“U-uh w-what are you doing?!?”
“Teaching you a short lesson on some of the many reasons why I love you~”
He then discharges some of his feathers from his bright and luscious prismatic red wings and restrains my wrists with those instead of one of his hands
“W-w-w-what a-a-are y-you d-doiIHIHHIHIHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEING?!?”
“Sorry songbird looks like you gotta learn this the hard way~”
He digs his fingers into my ribs and moves them around the rest of my torso at a speed I couldn’t process
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAWHYHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
“Well well well what a ticklish little songbird I have here hmm~?”
“NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO TEAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASING PLEAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHESE”
“So giggly and cute and you can’t do anything about it~”
“YOUHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOU’RE EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEVIHIHIHL”
“A villain-yes evil- no you’re mistaken, you’re just adorable and have to learn your lesson babygirl~”
He just kept tickling me until about 8 minutes later when my laughter finally went silent
Then he stopped and held a black-gloved finger under my chin so my gaze could meet his and said:
“Learned your lesson yet songbird?”
“Yehes sihihir” I said blushing and trying to look away
“Good girl~" he then releases me from his feather’s tightish grip and my knees buckle and I fall into his arms lightly giggling
I look at the time and gasp.
“Oh shit I need to get going, my roomate is going to cook up pizza at 5:30”
“Want me to walk you?”
“No its ok, I literally live right there” and I point up the area we are in.
He then grabs me by the waist and flies me to the apartment balcony.
“Stay safe song birdie”
“Bye, my little birdie”
He looks at me and blushes then flies away.
I smile, thinking about what tomorrow will be like, with a day knowing I have someone on my side…
THE END
*PART 2 COMING SOMETIME IN THE FUTURE*
#hawks x ticklish reader#ticklish!reader#lee!reader#ler!mha x lee!reader#hawks x reader#mha x reader fluff#mha tickles#villain!hawks#hawks x fem!reader#shy!reader#ler!hawks
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BnHA Chapter 287: Family Reunion
Previously on BnHA: The Tomura For One VS Deku And Pals clusterfuck reached new levels of clustfuckery as AFO possessed Tomura’s body and stabbed Kacchan and Endeavor. Shouto was all “good thing I leveled up offscreen so as to be able to fly around whilst carrying 400lbs worth of people”, and did just that and it was like, damn, son. Meanwhile Deku’s rage went Mach 100, and he kicked Tomura’s ass for almost two whole seconds, but in the process he apparently forgot that IF TOMURA TOUCHES HIM THAT IS VERY BAD, and so he stupidly let Tomura touch him and Tomura was all “GAME, SET.” Fortunately for Deku, his quirk plays by its own rules, and so the chapter ended with us cutting to the METAPHYSICAL OFA/AFO PARANORMAL DREAMSCAPE OF MYSTICAL BULLSHIT, where AFO!Vestige was all “lol Tomura y u mad”, and Nana!Vestige was all “SUP DEKU, YOU’RE JUST IN TIME, LOOKS LIKE IT’S ASSKICKING O’CLOCK.” I’m paraphrasing a bit, but that’s more or less the gist of it.
Today on BnHA: AFO is all “well if it isn’t Tomura’s grandmother who I murdered that one time”, and Deku is all “?”, and AFO is all “fucking vestiges, man, wild”, and Deku is all “??”, and AFO is all “ANYWAYS GETTIM TOMURA”, and OFA is all “NOT SO FAST”, and Deku is all “???”, and really, same. AFO then goes off on some wild tangent about how Deku is unworthy because he couldn’t protect everyone and needed help from OFA and got mad about his friends being stabbed, which is such a cold take it gave me hypothermia, but it ends up not mattering since Deku and Tomura both wake up seconds later with OFA still in the possession of its rightful owner, HOW ABOUT THAT. The chapter ends with the LoV approaching on Gigantomachia’s back with Dabi practically salivating at the mouth, and Toga trying to reignite an old fandom blood feud. Toga why would you do this to me. Toga.
YESSSSSSSSSSSSS
[CROWD LOSING THEIR MINDS] FINALLY THE NANA HAS COME BACK TO BNHA!! IF YA SMELLLLL WHAT THE NANA IS COOKIN!!!!! [RINGSIDE BELL CHIMING WILDLY] [LOUD AIRHORN NOISES]
“chapter 287: mistake” omg. yeah I’ll say you made a mistake, AFO. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THESE FLEETING LAST MOMENTS OF YOUR SHITTY EVIL LIFE
(ETA: so in all seriousness this must be referring to AFO’s belief that All Might/OFA made a mistake in choosing Deku, right? “I can’t believe you went and chose this shounen manga protagonist as your champion, what were you thinking.” I’ll just put this out there: however many comic books AFO read as a child, it clearly was not enough.)
wow Deku how slow are you
yes you’re inside OFA you dimbulb, did you think your clothes suddenly vanished out of the blue and the ghost of Nana just randomly appeared in the real world by some freak coincidence?? can you believe this kid. breaks his arms a measly 10-15 times in a row and all of a sudden he can’t think straight, get it together Deku
but also brb having a moment at the fact that his thoughts immediately run back to Kacchan, even with all of this nonsense going on and Nana about to lay the beatdown on AFO’s potato-lookin’ ass. forget that noise, all he wants to know is whether or not Kacchan is all right. fuckin’ geez. AM I OVERREACTING HERE A BIT. probably
(ETA: ALSO!! the way he just trails off!! “Kacchan is...” and then he can’t bring himself to complete the thought. oh my god my heart.)
HOLY SHIT
okay,
damn but this man sure knows how to ruffle my feathers. as eminently detestable as ever!!
could it be any clearer here that AFO is not on Tomura’s side?? for a moment I thought he had actually grabbed him by the back of the head in order to get him to look. but nope, he’s just resting his pointing hand on top of his head instead while he’s all “HEY TOMURA LOL IT’S THE GHOST OF YOUR DEAD PATHETIC GRANDMA”
for those keeping track at home, this would be the first time that Deku has heard this information -- that Tomura is Nana’s grandson -- and possibly the first time Vestige!Nana has heard it as well. Nana died when Kotarou was still a child, so for all we know the Vestige!Nana didn’t even know she had a grandson, lol. TODAY ON “MAKESTE RANTS AT LENGTH ABOUT THINGS THAT WILL PROBABLY BE ADDRESSED WITHIN THE NEXT THREE PANELS”, anyway moving on
lmao for the record I fucking LOLed at this giant question mark immediately bubbling up over Deku’s head
no idea what AFO is about to ramble on about now, haven’t read that far yet. but let the record show that Deku’s immediate reaction to hearing “BTW NANA IS YOUR ARCHNEMESIS’S GRANDMA LULZ” is everything I could have hoped for
(ETA: fandom nailed the shit out of this one with the confused Mr. Krabs meme lmao.)
okay so now AFO is monologuing at length about how he would sometimes have “riveting dreams” about the previous owners of all the quirks he stole. but once he gave the quirks away they stopped bothering him?? holy moly let me just take all the notes
okay so he’s saying that Vestiges are created whenever someone has their quirk stolen by AFO. but if they then disappear when he gives the quirks away, does that also mean that whoever receives the quirks also gets the original owner’s Vestige bundled in every time?? that would be wild okay hold up let me read the rest of this
so he’s saying that the Vestiges are actually the “consciousnesses” of the original quirk owners, which have become embedded in their dna or something. SOUNDS INCREDIBLY DUBIOUS TO ME LOL but on the other hand this is a world where children can be born with airplane heads, so my disbelief can hardly afford to pick and choose what it’s gonna be suspended at! anyways though, how does he know he’s the only one who was able to converse with them? did you conduct detailed six-month follow-up interviews with everyone you gave quirks to or what
and if it really is the case that this ability was formerly exclusive to him, isn’t that more evidence than ever that OFA and AFO are actually THE EXACT SAME QUIRK oh whoops am I getting ahead of myself again, sorry
MEANWHILE TOMURA IS ALL, “GRANDMA?”
“WHY AM I HERE, WELL LET ME TELL YOU A STORY, GRANDSON. YOU SEE THAT MAN GROWING OUT OF YOUR RIBCAGE THERE? WELL IT’S JUST THE FUNNIEST THING, ACTUALLY”
WAIT SO IS HE SAYING THEY’RE SOULS OR NOT??
this makes it sound like they won’t ever get to rest, which sure sounds like a soul thing to me. well whatever, soul, consciousness, I guess it’s just semantics at the end of the day
anyways though, so this asshole is finally done talking (I’m sure that won’t last), so now we can finally have the heartwarming reunion we’ve all been waiting for
sigh
-- actually, no, not “sigh”!! you know what!! because Tomura says “whatever the reason”, but that’s only because he doesn’t actually have a fucking clue about the reason. like, I don’t know if the knowledge that AFO killed Nana would be enough to give him pause, but if he knew the whole story and knew that AFO was behind not only Nana’s death, but the rest of his family’s deaths as well... now that would be a whole different thing
anyway. but at least it’s becoming clearer now why AFO spent all that time raising Tomura up as his heir and brainwashing him even though he seems to have been planning this body takeover the whole time. it’s all because he loves making people miserable! yaaaaay
btw HAS NANA HAD THE EXACT SAME MOLE ON HER CHIN AS TOMURA THIS ENTIRE TIME WTF. am I just the least observant person who ever lived lmao
lol wtf
ground: [randomly starts exploding]
Deku: “ONE FOR ALL IS BEING ERODED!!!” LOL IS THAT WHAT’S HAPPENING HERE, OKAY THEN. I’ll take your word for it
y’all I cannot fucking get over this “AFO growing out of Tomura’s hip socket like a fucked-up ventriloquist dummy” shit though
you do realize that absolutely no one can take you seriously right now, right?? it’s important to me that you know this
WHAT’S THIS NOW
seems like SOMEONE has had it up to here with a certain SOMEONE ELSE’S bullshit lmaooo bye Felicia
I SAID GOOD DAY!!
you guys why is he not dying!!
-- OH DAMN
love how Deku is just lying there like “YOU KNOW THOSE DAYS WHERE YOU’RE LIKE, THIS MIGHT AS WELL HAPPEN.” poor Deku
(ETA: where in god’s name is OFA Prime standing. why are my thoughts fully consumed by this lmao.)
are Nana and OFA Prime even doing anything?? why are they sticking their arms out like that. wait hold up is this all a big metaphor for the back-and-forth going on between Tomura trying to steal OFA and OFA being all “actually no you can’t, please enter your password and click on all the boxes with bicycles in them to prove you’re a human first”?
OH SNAP OFA PRIME SAID NO THANKS
“SORRY BRO WE’VE ALREADY MADE OURSELVES AT HOME HERE”
I have only just noticed that metaphysical!Deku has the same scars as actual!Deku. and yet his arms are not currently broken! that doesn’t really seem consistent to me but whatever!! maybe he saved right before the boss battle, that would be smart of him
anyway, that’s great and all that OFA Prime is here helping out, but I really wanted to see Nana fight AFO in a one on one though so I’m a bit disappointed. also why is it only the two of them?? where are Banjou and the others. of all the times to be sleeping on the job
FOR FUCK’S SAKE, THIS MAN
WOULD YOU STOP. WOULD YOU JUST QUIT IT ALREADY
oh shit hold up
doesn’t this confirm that the reason he wanted to transfer his power to Tomura is because he believed it would make him strong enough to finally take OFA because of Quirk Singularity? jesus christ. and here he was so sure of himself. but it turns out he doesn’t actually know shit! you can’t just fucking take OFA like that ya dingdong that’s not how it works
(ETA: SO, A THOUGHT -- is there any sort of subtle hinting here in the way that he words this? “if your strength is combined with mine”, as opposed to “if my strength is combined with yours”? no idea if the admittedly-so-small-as-to-be-almost-inconsequential distinction between those two sentences exists in the original Japanese or not, but I find it very interesting that the English wording implies that he’s the one adding Tomura’s strength to his own, rather than vice versa.)
now he’s insulting Deku!!
excuse me sir WHO ASKED YOU anyway. and never mind that being consumed by an, AND I QUOTE, “unquenchable” rage is your protege’s whole THING, and that he also needed your help to avoid being burned to a crisp a short while ago. where do you get off I swear
(ETA: also just want to point out that in the panel before this one he says that he’s been “watching through Tomura”, which pretty much confirms that his consciousness or whatever is alive inside of him all the time. Tomura is definitely not getting rid of this guy any time soon.)
WOW
first he calls Kacchan useless, then he calls Deku a simpleton, and don’t even get me started with Nana. just, you guys. this man is just... a very, very rude man
NOW OFA IS ALL “THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT MAKES HIM SUCH A GOOD PROTAGNIST YOU BUTTMUNCH” AND OMG PREACH
“DESPITE HIS COMMON SENSE” sdfkllk my man he already has one brother roasting him, take it easy guy
AHH WHAT
IS THIS BACK IN THE REAL WORLD
YEP
hahaha nice try Tomura
so Deku’s all “I didn’t lose my power! BUT” and I assume the “but” is the part where his arms are still broken and shit, and meanwhile Tomura’s body is almost healed up now finally
they’re both wiped out and now AFO is again petitioning Tomura to let him take over goddammit
“you won’t lose your mind” yep, he sure won’t! scout’s honor!! pinky swear!!
meanwhile Deku is getting fucking desperate flkjl;k my baby. and Machia is going to show up any second now too, probably. what else can fucking go wrong at this point
oh shit I shouldn’t have asked
get ready to rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrruuuumble, probably
OH MY GOD
WELL AT LEAST SOMEONE HERE IS HAVING A GOOD TIME. jesus
so as soon as he heard Endeavor was there he got all, “TIME FOR THE BIG REVEAL”, is that right? WELL JOKE’S ON YOU TOUYA, YOUR DAD DOESN’T SEEM ALL THAT CONSCIOUS AT THE MOMENT, SO THAT’S GOING TO DRAIN A LOT OF THE TENSION FROM THE SCENE WHEN YOU GO ALL REVERSE DARTH VADER ON HIM AND HE’S ALL “ZZZZZZZZ”
meanwhile Toga is having unsettlingly quiet angst
jesus christ Toga this is all we need right now
“WAS JIN-KUN NOT A PERSON” sdkfjlk Horikoshi I swear. please have mercy on this fandom. this is the debate that refuses to die!!
but seriously ffs, the issue isn’t that Jin deserved to die, it’s that the countless people whom Jin would have either directly or indirectly killed didn’t deserve to die either. people don’t only become people when you attach names and faces to them! we all loved Jin because we’d gotten to know him, but that doesn’t mean his life was inherently worth more than the lives of all the people he would have killed. sometimes there’s just no good answer
like, it’s just crazy to me that because the heroes are all “we want to protect everyone!” but then aren’t always able to do so because that’s literally impossible, whereas the villains are all “we don’t care about anyone other than the select few people that we actually like!”, the villains somehow wind up getting the better PR. it just so happens that it’s infinitely easier to be loyal to the interests of a few people as opposed to ALL THE PEOPLE. like, no shit, it’s easier to stick to your moral code when you barely have a moral code. and so the villains can kill thousands and no one bats an eye, but if a hero fails to save even one person they’re hypocritical moral failures. like what the hell
BUT ANYWAY, sorry to go off on a tangent there lol, it’s not really a big deal. I’m just preemptively trying to stave off more discourse about it lol but who am I even kidding
anyways lol, but of course they won’t kill you unless they have no choice, Toga. but when it comes to catch-22 situations, it’s a bit much to infer that the heroes don’t consider the villains people just because they opt for the choice that spares more innocent lives. I sure as hell don’t want my babies out here killing people, but to say that they can’t no matter what or else they’re no different from the villains is just...
anyway so the chapter has now just ENDED, just like that!! on a shot of Ochako’s face!
I SENSE ANOTHER THROWDOWN COMING. and it had better not be a total letdown like the last one! NANA BARELY DID ANYTHING HORIKOSHI, WHAT THE FUCK. I started out with such high hopes lol
but I will settle for Toga VS Ochako, and Deku VS Tomura: The Sequel: Shouto’s Revenge! SPEAKING OF HEROES WHO HAVE NO QUALMS ABOUT MURDERING PEOPLE lmao
#bnha 287#shigaraki tomura#all for one#shimura nana#midoriya izuku#one for all#lil bro when are you gonna get yourself a proper name so I can tag you#himiko toga#bnha#boku no hero academia#bnha spoilers#mha spoilers#bnha manga spoilers#makeste reads bnha#ofa the first
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ahh you're one of my fav writers and I'm so happy you've reached over 3k!!! for the follower celebration thing could I request Javier pena x Fem!reader and the prompt thingy number 15 ! maybe like they're partners and they go out for a drink after work and get super drunk? idk you're the mastermind here haha. I've been binge watching narcos and Pedro just looks so fine in it 🥰 I'm so not ready for it to end 😔 thank u so much!!! love u!!
Thank you so so much 🥺💕
Binge watching narcos is how it all starts. I’m telling you... 😂
And the prompt.... I don’t even know how this got so out of hand lol
It’s been one long fucking week. A long week with nothing that was bringing you closer to getting Escobar. It seemed like days seemed to fade into weeks and into months in a blink of an eye and there was nothing you could about it.
So Javier like the saint he tried to make you believe (he hadn’t been able to keep a straight face) he was, took you out to get some drinks.
That’s how you found yourself on the early Saturday morning sitting at a dark table at some bar, people watching. It was way past your bedtime but you had nowhere to be the next day. Or more like later that day. You hated the taste of whiskey yet Javi had made you taste some of his, before he got you some fruity beverage that had made your head spin after the third.
“You know what I miss Javi?” you slurred, emptying your drink in one go. You looked at him, seeing him raise his left eyebrow in question.
“I miss having my head empty. I want to wake up in the morning and not having my first thought be that I’m miserable because there’s people fucking dying out here while I had my 3 hours of sleep.”
He only nodded.
“You have to search something that makes you forget,” he said and you snorted.
“You mean like fucking my way through the city?”
“If that’s what helps you,” he shrugged yet there was something in his eyes you couldn’t quite name.
“You forget that I can’t do that. I’m not a man. It’s hard to be taken seriously around here anyways. If I’d be labeled the DEA slut I could just pack my things and leave.”
“Fuck them,” he hissed and you actually had to laugh.
“You’re too good to me Javier Peña,” you smiled, leaning back in your seat. You saw him shook his head.
“I’m really not,” he brought his glass to his lips before he got up and walked over to the bar, leaving you alone with your thoughts. The sad truth was that you were head over heels with Javier. And the longer you spent time alone with him, without anyone around, the more you felt let lose and not like the world was suffocating you.
“I got you some water and some crackers. Your head is gonna explode if you don’t hydrate.” Javi was so close as he leaned down setting the pitcher of water down in front of you.
“See? You are too good to me,” and before you could stop yourself you kissed his cheek before he could walk away from you. He stopped to look at you and your eyes grew wide as you noticed what you’d done. He only gulped before he turned and sat down on his seat.
You reached for a cracker, emptying a big glass of water, ignoring the way he looked at you.
“You know...”, he grabbed his newly filled glass of whiskey and pulled his chair closer to yours. “We could find something to clear your mind.”
“Yeah?” you laughed, he only nodded.
“Yeah. Like getting shitfaced every week. You’d have to practice though. You’re a light weight,” he teased.
“Pffft,” you huffed, elbowing him lightly in his side. He was so close. He smiled at you.
“No I’m serious. I need you here to get Escobar. And I’ll do whatever it takes to help you help me.”
“Anything?” you gasped. He only nodded and you could see how serious he was in his eyes.
“God Javi why are you so nice to me?” you groaned. “How am i supposed not to fall more in love with you when you look at me like that?” The words were out of your mouth before you could stop your drunk brain from closing your mouth. Your eyes widened and you were ready for the floor to open up to swallow you.
He was quiet and you couldn’t bring yourself to look at him. Maybe he didn’t hear you. And because you were drunk and it didn’t make any sense you got up from your seat.
“You wanna dance, Javi?” you asked, still not looking at him. You didn’t wait for him either as you walked to the dance floor.
Deciding to dance the awkwardness away you just let loose. Singing loudly until you felt hands in your hips. Turning around you looked into Javier’s eyes as he brought you closer.
“You’re drunk and that’s the only reason I’m telling you you this,” he whispered in your ear as he brought you closer to his chest, swinging the both of you slowly. “You are the best thing that could have happened to me even if I don’t show it. You’re the most important thing to me, honey.” You closed your eyes as these words registered in your brain.
The song stopped and you looked up at him just when he leaned down, softly kissing your forehead. Shivering you breathed out, his lips lingering on your skin.
“Come on, let’s get you home.”
***
Your felt like you had been run over by a train when you blinked your eyes open in the morning.
“Fuck me.” You whispered to yourself as you slowly pushed yourself up to sit on the bed. The curtains at the window were closed making you frown. You always forgot to do that. There was enough light to just make out the bottle of water on your bedside table and a package of aspirin.
You didn’t know if you suddenly had some kind of fucked up fairy godmother but you didn’t complain when you grabbed both.
You secretly hoped you would have forgotten everything that you’ve said last night but you didn’t. You didn’t forget one fucking thing. Groaning you let your head fall back when you heard something in your living room,
It took you more time than you would like to admit to yourself to get out of bed and walk to your closed bedroom door. Maybe it was some Narco. At this point you wouldn’t even fight him to make the pounding in your head stop. Instead you saw Javi sitting on your couch, his head hanging low in between his shoulders. Nervously sucking your lip in you slowly walked over. Even though you felt like dying, you needed answers.
If he had heard you walk over he didn’t acknowledge it.
“Did you mean what you said last night?” you whispered. Slowly he tilted his head up until he looked at you.
“You weren’t supposed to remember that “ he whispered back. You just looked at him, waiting.
“Did you mean what you said?” he asked you. Slowly you nodded. You felt his hand grab yours as he came to stand in front of you.
“If we do this, if you want this. Us...” he whispered and you looked up at him. “I’m bad at this stuff.”
You smiled a little.
“You’re already so much better than I am Javi.”
He leaned down, his arms coming around you to grab you as he picked you up, making you giggle as you crossed your legs around his waist.
“I fucking love you,” he smiled before he kissed you.
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OFFAL HUNT REMASTERED LIVEBLOG //CHAPTER 20
i mispelt the title as ‘oofal hunt’ which, i mean, mood,
IN THIS EPISODE OF DEPRESSION TO THE MAX:
"Fuck you."
THAT’S IT. THAT’S-- THERE’S THE CHAPTER.
/looks at the chosen lyrics for this chap
:hrm:
do i still have to a little introduction to this liveblog? twenty chapters in? methinks not so lets just get right Tew It shall we
“We’re here, Ms. Fall.”
/marks this next section down on the tally of cinder’s mistakes. we’re somewhere in the high thousands.
An old Dust extraction point, quietly rotting. Cinder’s mouth pulled. There was an abysmal dearth of kindling.
cinder: you know you could at least take me somewhere better suited for me to kick your ass. this is VERY rude. am NOT a fan. my yelp review will NOT be kind.
i love cinder counting up the numbers. you know honestly id be deeply charmed if someone saw it fit to bring half an army out to take me on. i mean, would it be a pain in my ass? yes. but also. awh. thanks lads! love how many of you blocked out this evening just for me x
"Sienna Khan!" Cinder could barely hear herself between the claws of that strange laughter. "Sienna Khan! It’s really—really—you!"
uh-oh sisters,
oh man sienna and cinder is just. look. WOOF. theres a lot here. a lot going on. a lot that HAD gone on. but also im gay so this tension is peak for me PLEASE lay it on thick!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LETS GO!
Cinder stopped laughing.
"Overkill," she repeated, and in the same breath, crossed the tarmac in full immolation.
HELL YEAH BABEY. but also was the more the implication that cinder is an easy kill OR the implication that glynda’s the bigger threat that’s more annoying,,,,,,,,,,,,, well!!!!!!!! too late to find out now!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They clashed: once, twice, three times, steel on Aura, flitting through space, but—he wasn't faster than Glynda.
wait it’s the former i forgot cinder’s gay nvm
“Cinder. I mean it. I want to talk.” Sienna’s face revealed nothing. Her gaze stayed fixed on Cinder, as if she were searching for something.
What it could be, Cinder had her guesses, and all of them repulsed her utterly. She spat, “Well, I was only planning on sending your Lieutenant’s head to you in a box signed Love Cinder, so I didn’t really come with a speech prepared.”
SDHJGHJGSKFD SORRY IM LIKE. tryna liveblog but im also just :EYES: at everything here.......... im SO PUMPED for this cause im just SO CURIOUS,,,,,, WE’VE HAD SO MANY SNIPPETS,,,,,,,,, BUT IM HONGRY FOR MORE,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
that said i feel like cinder’s the type of person who revisits arguments in her head hours later with new, better points, so i think she does have a speech prepared. in fact i think she has many words stored up in the ol’ meatspace, and all of them are very rude,
The Sienna Khan that Cinder remembered still had baby-fat in her cheeks and hadn’t learned to keep her thoughts off her face. The one she saw now had weaponized distance.
/stage whisper
hang on that visual is cute dont put it in HERE where the TENSION IS
Quietly, Sienna went for her belt, pulling away something the same polished silver as her whip. It might have been an arrow tip, except that it was lethally barbed and looked like it had been modified to chamber Dust. Pale blue glinted within it.
Cinder darkened. "Ice Dust?"
sienna: i wanna talk
sienna: with violence!
GOD ITS REAL INTERESTING CAUSE,,,,,,,,,, THERE’S A LOT HAPPENING HERE. glynda didnt Know cinder in any sense so we’ve very much been on the ‘let’s figure cinder out with glynda’ train like the whole. the rain! and the desert! etc! all very much thru the lens of glynda ‘i dont remember shit’ goodwitch! so now we have seinna who Knows Shit cause there’s so much history here and im like blease wait talk more first i want the KNOWLEDGE
[...] "Roman Torchwick is holed up in Vytal with your warehouses, and those two teens haven’t been sighted in months... But you wouldn't send them that far north, would you?”
“I wouldn’t send them anywhere you could get your claws in them.”
“The White Fang isn’t like that anymore. We don’t strong-arm children into our ranks. That girl—the snake Faunus—”
“If you say one more word about her,” Cinder said. “I’m going to do something drastic to every single person here.”
ACTUALLY TALK LESS TALK LESS LETS FIGHT RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!! AND NOT TALK!!!!!!!! A T A L L
Sienna's shoulders leveled. "This is not Hróðvitnir's White Fang anymore."
me: huh why do i recognise that name,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
me: oh yeah!!!!!!! that bitch,
HJGDSJKHGFDS we Love a homage to a classic au and to a cinder so good that id die for her. i mean id die for this cinder too but like that was another level of Die For. anyway. back to the au at hand,
“If I didn’t know better, I might believe you," Cinder snapped, and her old scars throbbed in tandem. “But I do know better. I found one of your parasites, sucking the life out of a town near the wastes. Bringing the White Fang’s protection. You should have seen how he protected them. There wasn't a child there without a fang or an antler missing."
hang on a sec, lets LEAP BACK in time for just a moment
okay so i nipped back to chapter five for just a hot second to see if there was a line that was particular pertinent, but also i found smthng else...
Violence collected at her twitching fingers, old scars across her body flaring with phantom pain. (Chapter 5)
“If I didn’t know better, I might believe you," Cinder snapped, and her old scars throbbed in tandem. (Chapter 20)
HM,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, man. cinder. you got real fucked up huh. ANYWAY THAT WASNT WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR I JUST LINED THE CONTINUITY (because im jealous). what i was ACTUALLY looking for was THIS:
There would be another overseer, the inhabitants would resume their harried lives, and Cinder wouldn’t spare this town a second thought.
i said at the time in an emotional fit of pain that this was a straight-up lie but cinder is nothing if not a melting pot of emotional reckoning, and I WAS RIGHT. LET IT BE INSCRIBED UNTO THE STONES!!!! SHE DID SPARE IT A SECOND THOUGHT!!!!!!!! HELD IN HER MIND LONG ENOUGH TO RECALL THE DETAILS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JUST 2 SPIT IT IN SIENNA’S FACE!!!!!!!!! im telling you that cinder has SO MUCH MORE GOING ON!!!!!!!!!!! and heres my PROOF. PROOF OF WHY SHES AN ANGEL (ONLY ON TUESDAYS THOUGH [10AM-1PM])!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Then: "Why don't you say," Sienna responded slowly, her expression slotting into place like a bullet chambering, "precisely what you mean, Cinder."
"Fuck you."
:’3c
cinder has such a way with words. i love her eloquence. remember that time glynda thought she was taking the piss out of the fact she was autistic at dinner? cinder yr a maestro. never change.
“You brought Beowolves to heel. You could turn a Goliath with a word!"
“I had—no—Aura! Nothing to protect me!”
:eyes: :thinking:
HM,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, INTERESTING??????? i feel like this is the first time we’ve heard of cinder w/o aura implicitly? unless im Stupit and dont remember a Got Dang Thing but HUH. does this. hm. huh. am i stupid. someone tell me if i missed a thing.
“This isn’t a diplomatic mission, Cinder. I simply wanted to know what their lives were worth to you—before we wipe our hands of each other for good.”
“That’s a funny way of saying only one of us is walking away from this.”
GOD,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, i LOVE this scene a lot the interplay between sienna and cinder is absolutely PEAK,,,,,,,, PEAQUE,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, im rly enjoying this. also im dying. but im enjoy it a LOT.
“The White Fang you and I grew up in doesn't exist anymore. We’re changing. But you… When did you stop caring? Was it when you cut your horns to be one of them instead?"
Dragonfire scorched Cinder's lungs, blackening every word: "I was never—your—people."
feels like its been a good goddamn whilst since i got to do one of these 👈😎👈, so let’s savour the moment
👈👈👈👈👈👈😎👈👈👈👈👈👈
aaaaaand savoured. lets continue.
Shaking with the effort of holding her strike, Sienna grit, "I won't relish this."
And Cinder howled, "I will!”
ah shit i shouldve said lets RELISH this to tie the whole theme together and-- and fuck it, combat scene. never good at liveblogging these. sdfjhgsdfghj
Gunfire sparked against her, but she honed in on him with single-minded intent, the kind she’d whetted to a razor’s edge against Glynda.
for a chapter following cinder escaping glynda, she’s thought about her TWICE now. huh. huh. interesting. gay. and interesting,,,,,,
It was nothing like fighting Glynda. This was bleak and repetitive: the second drove forward and Sienna covered his openings, stopping Cinder before she could rip his heart from his chest, and all the while, the gunfire whittled away at her Aura. It was a joyless tactic, no flair or heart, and yet—
HUH. GAY AND INTERESTING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO FLAIR OR HEART,,,,,,,,,, i cant believe every time they fought cinder was actually just doing a shit job of flirting. the more you know.
The world erupted into flames. They grew massive, swirling around her like a hurricane—Cinder’s Aura exploded outward in desperation, like a dying star defiantly spending the last of itself on a supernova; one final flare, brighter than entire galaxies, if only for a single moment. Cinder felt flashes of bright pain through her muscles as if the fire was burning her from inside.
MAN,,,,,,,,,,,,, I COULD TALK ABT SOME UH,,,,,,,,,,,,, well. i could talk abt a few things here. but theyre kinda 👈😎👈 so i WONT,,,,,,,,,,,,,, but kno that i am having some Thoughts on the matter. hm.
“Prove it!” Death was thrumming in her veins. It had never made her brave before. It did now, the memory of Glynda’s blind, resolute stare heady in her skull. “Come and prove it! Do it, or I’ll hunt you to your last, miserable breath, Sienna!”
so remember when glynda had her little outburst at winter and i said that i love how cinder rubbed off on glynda in the worst way? i cant believe glynda ALSO rubbed off on cinder ALSO in the WORST WAY!!!! this is how u know this truly is a soulmates thing.
“It’s a shame you outgrew your swords, Cinder Fall. I would have taken them as a trophy,”
it’s with great disappointment that i must say: i agree with adam. the swords were hot. they should come back.
Sienna’s footsteps were whispers at Cinder’s back. The trap was closing. Cinder pooled flame in one palm. The other hand was useless, limp at her side. Impotent rage tasted like blood in her mouth. “I don’t even remember your fucking name.”
HJGKDSFKJHGFSDJDHGF GOD IM SORRY BUT THIS MADE ME LAUGH. WHAT A LINE. WHAT A LINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i may actually have to draw this scene that image is SO wonderful. just cinder, staggering, exhausted, and she still manages to just spit that out. im screaming. shes a champion. i think she won this battle literally just there pack it up her burns come in more flavours than one.
Beneath Cinder, Hati turned, scanning for an escape, but she didn’t drop Sienna’s gaze. Wiping the sweat from her brow, she said, “I’m told I’m something of a menace.”
firstly: AAAAAAAAA HATI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BABY BOY OH NO THATS NO GOOD BAD TIMES AWFUL FEELS MY GUY!!!!!!!!!!!! secondly: CINDER THESE ZINGERS ARE UNREAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JESUS CHRIST. I KNEW YOU LIED WHEN YOU DIDNT HAVE A SPEECH HOW MUCH MATERIAL HAVE YOU GOT IN THERE?????????
OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD
WAIT WHAT HANG ON
WHAT
WAIT
W H AT
okay wait hold on lets dial back i read ahead and dint live blog wait rthereghsdfgjhdffd HOLD ON
Cinder buried her face in Hati’s mane, hating them, hating, hating, hating. Black ichor clotted in Hati’s fur, tacky against her palms. Grimm didn’t have Auras to protect them, and exit wounds riddled Hati’s mighty body. Cinder’s heart lurched with fury. She could have screamed.
i read this bit and got STRESSED because hati is PEAK like hati didnt even fucking SHOW UP in og but i LOVE HIM and i knew shit would happen because its fucking offal hunt BUT
It should have been impossible at this distance, but Cinder could feel her gaze like traded blows, even nestled among the black of Hati’s pelt.
Sienna’s eyes shone like coins. They were cool, detached. Prepared.
She twisted her wrist and the whip flickered through the air in tight wheels. Its end glittered pale blue.
UH OH
Adrenaline cooled to permafrost in Cinder’s body, as though the Dust had already found its home between her ribs.
Cinder whispered, “Don’t.”
UH OH
Expressionless, Sienna gave a wide lash, and the jagged end of her whip released with a click. Silver sliced through the air, then through feathers and fur, with a sickening sound—wet and meaty as the arrowhead dagger buried itself deep into flesh. Hati’s whole body shuddered and Cinder only had a moment more before ice exploded from his ribs, ripping out through his pelt, even slicing into Cinder’s own skin. It speared him from deep inside, where the cartridge had sunk, impaling everything and rending him asunder.
JESUS
JESUS CHRIST
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
JESUS CHRIST WHAT A VISCERAL DEATH SCENE HOLY SHIT OH MY GOD OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! O H N O T H A T S A N O G O O D V E R Y B A D T I M E
Cinder’s stomach jumped into her throat, and she held on tight to Hati, her bastion, her sanctuary, her family—held on tight like it would make any difference at all—like she could hold her family together with just her own two hands.
Hati dissolved right between her fingertips, and she plummeted alone.
like she could hold her family together with just her own two hands
OUGH what the FUCK
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HEY THIS. HEY THIS SUCKED HEY THIS WAS A BAD CHAPTER WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT WAS HATI!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT WAS MY BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!! GO TO HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
EXCUSE ME????????? WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?????????? HELLO??????????? WHAT THE FUCK????????? SIENNA???????? BITCH?????????? GO TO H E L L
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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Okay u can and should skip this it’s just a rant into the void because my brain is so loud I need to get the words out so that I can think because I’m miserable but also the words are bouncing around my skill and I need them out so I can breath so pls ignore the following word vomit mental breakdown it’s better for the environment than a diary
It’s 10:45 pm and I still have 81 pages of dense religious theory to read for tomorrow and I have things to write for another class also tomorrow but I was launched into a fucking severe depressive episode at around 7pm and have been unable to do ANYTHING since then which is a waste of time yes I understand that hearing someone say that these episodes are wastes of time is like what set off my fucking mental break and so I’ve been fucking absolutely unable to function for hours now and it’s so frustrating and I’m just fucking exhausted and tired and cold dead depressive as fuck and the fact that it’s a waste of time just makes it worse and makes me worse off so thanks for telling me it’s a waste of time it’s not like that’s the worst possible thing to say and the thing at 7pm wasn’t even that big or anything my mom wasn’t trying to be mean or anything but it’s like my brain was looking for an excuse to stop working and seized her use of the word “regularly” and just fucking sent me into a grade A meltdown depressive spiral bc she was saying I should like regularly exercise but also sleep which literally is not evil to say but like I don’t have time to sleep now let alone adding something regularly to my schedule (like I get 3-4 hours of sleep per night on average now without regular anything’s and I don’t have time for basic self care like showering sometimes so why in fucks name anyone expects that I have time for anything else is beyond me) and the fact that I can’t do that bc it’s physically not possible for me to do that bc I literally don’t have time just made my mind explode with guilt because now for the rest of my semester/year/life instead of just not having time for anything I will be engulfed in overwhelming guilt that I’m NOT doing what my mother said and the guilt is overpowering and makes me just spiral out of control so now I won’t be able to do ANYTHING EVER because I’ll just feel so guilty at NOT DOING stuff so anyways that conversation which she did not mean to become big just set my brain OFF so obviously my mental health just fucking nosedived the fuck out of here and I’ve just been cycling quickly thru phases of crippling anxiety and crippling depression for the last 3 and a half hours that have left me utterly unable to do anything and then she didn’t even talk to me after that well like she did but changed the subject and then like I was too depressive to fucking respond to her so then she fucking went to bed or whatever and I’m just left here absolutely losing my fucking shit melting down unable to do anything and I have HOMEWORK and I can’t DO it now and I’m just a fucking MESS a fucking mess a fucking mess and also if anybody’s texted me and I haven’t responded don’t push it I’m literally fucking dying over here so I’m not going to answer you it’s not personal it’s just that I am physically unable to interact with a human right now and fuck I wish that that hadn’t fucking happened cause it just fucking sucks and she doesn’t even know she just thinks I was mad at her no I’m wasn’t mad I’m sick and was a mental breakdown and was probably curled up on the floor crying so no I wasn’t ignoring anyone I was in meltdown okay not angry just fucking bad at regulating my emotions okay
#and i really fucking miss certain people#and i miss them to the point of physical pain#and thats not helping me
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