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imagine--if · 1 year

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could you maybe do dating arisu ryohei hc?? love your blog💗💗

A/N: Thank you 🥰️ of course I can!! Enjoy reading 🧡 I'm gonna be getting back on track with answering more of your AIB requests that came in when my inbox was open, so look out for that!

🧡 Dating Arisu Includes… 🧡

🧡• Okay, this guy's a sweetheart. That's these headcanons in a nutshell 🥰️

🧡• You probably met and ended up helping out Arisu through a game, and if you're a quick thinker like he is and pretty much finish each other's sentences to win and end the game as quickly and safely as possible, that one game is basically all you need to start talking and having each other's back during other games too. Once he starts hanging around and understanding someone, they're in his group of friends that have sort of formed during your stay in the borderlands, and it just works 🙂

🧡• Once you're his friend, which happens fairly quickly, there's that mutual trust and understanding for each other that just happens?? I don't really know how to explain it, but you've seen how he is, and how he cries over people's deaths that he didn't even really know very well 🥲 soft boy 10000%

🧡• Arisu's very caring and earnest, he's got a good heart even though he gets scared sometimes and focuses on survival. But you two very quickly become partners in and out of games, start talking about things you have in common, like certain computer games... and yeah, he gets attached pretty quickly 😊

🧡• It's small things like holding each other's hands so you won't lose each other during a tough round to ending up not letting go once it's over with. Chishiya gives his smug smirk and raises his brows slightly as he looks away... which is his way of saying everything without saying anything 😏

🧡• Everyone just unspokenly knows that you two are together even before Arisu and you end up talking one night about what you want to do when you make it out of the Borderlands, what there is to go back to, and he blurts out that he needs to make sure you two will stick together after it all and make notes or something for us to find if we end up not remembering anything 🥺️

🧡• It's one of those cliche starry backgrounds on the rooftop of some high-up building in the Borderlands where you're like "You want to stick with me afterwards?" and he looks you straight in the eye and says "I can't imagine it any other way," and a second later he ends up kissing you in the softest way possible 😍 aaghh

🧡• If you couldn't be any more attached to the hip before then, well, somehow Arisu manages to go beyond that. He may be protective of his friends, but the second that Niragi gets too close or Chishiya tries making you a part of his more selfish plans, Arisu's pushing you behind him and telling them to back off. Or on one of the very rare occasions you two get separated or go to different games, he'll be checking all over for injuries and wanting to know every little thing that happened 😵 someone calm him down pleeaase

🧡• He can be extremely affectionate when you're in a safe or calmer space, particularly when there aren't too many people around. The both of you comfort and understand each other, and it gives Arisu that bit more hope and love to push on until all the games are through and you can make a proper life together... he's such a romantic and doesn't realise it until you 🥰️

🧡• I've said it already but Arisu is just such a sweetheart and always puts you before himself. He really likes you two working as a team and doing things together, being able to guess each other's actions and thought process with a glance. You're that close and honest and caring couple with the relationship that everybody wants to have, and its so sweet, he'd literally die for you 🥲

🧡• So when you finally make it out of that twisted world, expect the clinginess and playing video games late into the night and having the most loving relationship ever, because Arisu is honestly the best boyfriend material 💛

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mianmimi · 2 years

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so i was telling the other folks after i watched this movie that my hc for 838 mordo was that his stephen told him to stay back on earth in case something happened to the rest of the heroes as they went to fight thanos on titan. and mordo did, trusting stephen to come back home. except all he got back was the cape and the rest of them told him they had to kill stephen because he was getting corrupted.

on the surface mordo was like "🥲 oh ok i guess we should form the illuminati like he instructed and i will be the 6th member." but inside he's like, "one day i am going to kill every single one of you for taking away the love of my life." which is why when wanda showed up to commit massacre, he kept variant stephen away — he didn't want the variant to interfere with his plan of getting the illuminati killed in revenge

Oh that’s dark and fits well with the world of 838 I think. Maybe Xavier talks to him about it? 😱 Because I’m sure he would have noticed the homicidal thoughts filling Mordo’s head. Unless everyone has those thoughts so often it’s commonplace and expected. I think Mordo being upset and murderous after his love was executed is an expected response.

And perhaps Mordo keeps going back and forth with those thoughts. At times coming very close to forgiveness, but ultimately he goes back to entertaining that resentment whenever it hits him that his Stephen is truly gone. Like Mordo didn’t just lose Stephen, he also lost his friends in a way. I don’t see how they could remain good friends after that. Coworkers yes, but friends? No way.

I would love a conversation between him and Xavier, and possibly Captain Carter cause I feel like they were close, about how he’s coping.

And this is the point where I decided to just go ahead and write out a scene 😅 @presidentrhodes I hope you enjoy! I did take mad liberties though but I hope it still fits with your headcanon.

Also I’m on mobile so I have no idea how to put this under a read more. My apologies.

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He heard them before he saw them. The professor’s hoverchair was quiet but in a garden saturated in silence, even the gentle hum was disturbing. Unwanted. Unwelcomed. Much like the people who accompanied it.

“Karl,” Captain Carter’s voice was gentle as always.

He used to find it soothing. The bell-like sound of it began countless conversations filled with ease and laughter. But now the memories of that friendship conjured a sour taste in his mouth, carving another inch into the aching pit of his heart.

“We’ve come to see how you’ve been,” Charles began. “See how well you’re holding up.”

Karl briefly glanced at them before settling his eyes back to the task at hand.

“As well as I can,” Karl clipped another lily from its stem. “Given my current loss.”

Neither of his unwelcomed guests spoke for a while. The baron’s eyes were weary, his face heavy from sleepless nights and tears he refused to shed in front of them. He continued his work, taking lilies from the garden he and his love once tended together.

“Do you like them?” Karl asked, his eyes still avoiding both. “Stephen did.”

His voice was measured carefully, controlled tightly in an effort to keep his rage locked away. Not that it mattered much. Charles was probably soaking in every violent, miserable thought at that moment. And Karl didn’t have the strength to care about what he thought anymore. He only cared about maintaining his dignity in his grief. And he refused to spare any energy screaming at these two.

He needed all he had to endure the funeral.

“They’re lovely,” Peggy said. “I haven’t seen that variety before.”

“Of course you haven’t. They’re uniquely mine. They’re from my mother’s gardens,” Karl said. “She used magic to cultivate them in Romania years ago. She found out how to charm them so they can survive in sunshine and snow, and now I continue that here.”

He clipped another one, and then another, his hands precise and slow. The sound of the shears, snapping and slicing, rhythmic, filled the next silence.

“She would charm them to change colors too,” Karl said. “In the summer they’re a brilliant yellow, with shiny specks on the inner petals like crushed diamonds. And in the winter they’d bleed a rich scarlet, so they could stand out in the snow.”

He turned to them at last with a bouquet of beautiful, dying lilies in his arms.

“Yours are white,” Charles said. “White with grey.”

Karl smiled without warmth. The motion was done out of habit, and faded fast.

“Cutting them ends the charm,” Karl said. “My mother laid her precious lillies on my father’s grave.”

He walked past them. His long grey and black robes disturbed the fallen petals on the grass as he placed the lilies in a basket.

“And now they’ll accompany my husband,”

His voice cracked enough for tenderness to seep out.

“We just wanted to see how you were. And to let you know that we’re here for you,” Peggy said. “Karl if you need anything from us, anything at all…”

“Don’t worry yourselves.”

The baron stood straight and looked at her directly, the full weariness of his eyes raw and exposed.

“You took the one thing I needed and wanted,” Karl said. “And since returning him would be an impossibility, there’s nothing more I can request, except for you both to leave.”

His eyes glistened. The world and their faces blurred into a mess.

“And take your sympathies with you.”

He turned away from them, letting his tears fall once they couldn’t see.

“Karl, we came here for something else as well. I have concerns about your state of-“

“For a man who can read minds you’re not really perceptive are you?” The edge sharpened in Karl’s voice. “I want you both to leave.”

“When we returned and gave you Stephen’s cloak you were crushed,” Peggy said. “But you agreed that it was needed. Stephen’s actions destroyed an entire universe.”

“Do not tell me how I felt,” Karl said. “Do not dare tell me what filled my mind or heart when you told me how my husband was executed. All of you knew his fate before he left me. And none of you….our allies….our friends…none of you granted me the chance to say goodbye.”

He fought back a sob and won. A deep breath found his tears forming again.

“He was wrong,” Karl said. “I know that. But he was mine. And I did nothing to deserve his fate being kept from me.”

Peggy’s eyes softened. She stepped forward to touch his shoulder but he held his hand up to dismiss her attempts.

“None of you are welcome here. I will still work with you, for the sake of the alliance Stephen started.

But the friendships died with him,” Karl swallowed thickly. “And I will not welcome his murderers into our home.”

Karl stood proud, harnessing both his strength as a baron and the new supreme to look his former friends in the eyes.

“You will drown in your grief if you face this alone,” Charles said softly.

“If you stay in my presence one minute more you’ll find my thoughts turning to action,” Karl said. His voice was raw now, barely veiling a cry. “Unless you both came here to kill me first.”

“No!” Peggy’s shocked face gave him some relief. “We didn’t come here to kill you.”

“Why else would you come here? To offer condolences for the grief you caused?” Karl said bitterly, turning to the professor. “Or to interrogate me about the thoughts screaming in my head?”

“Your reaction is understandable Karl, as is your rage. But you will not carry it out,” Charles said. “Stephen told us you would not.”

“Do not use him to manipulate me,”

“I’m not. I’m only telling the truth. He expected this. It doesn’t require my powers to know you’d want us dead for what happened.”

“Few things comfort me anymore,” Karl said. “Except for thinking of all the ways I can return your kindness . I’m sure you’ve pried inside my mind, as I’m sure the others have implored you to do. So what do you think of my plans Charles? I’m rather creative don’t you think?”

“Creative would not be my first description of it,” Charles said. “Brutal is more suitable. But I know you will not carry it out.”

Karl stepped forward. Peggy edged herself between the two men, her palm open at her side, ready to grab the shield she forever carried.

“Stop it Captain,” Karl said. “As much as it pains me to admit, Professor Xavier is right. I won’t kill any of you. I have no intention of staining my hands in your blood.”

Karl’s finger brushed against his wedding band without even meaning to. He did it many times before, when Stephen was absent and he needed to feel his presence. Now it would be a ritual he could never break, a wait he would never feel relief from.

“I’ll put on whatever face I need, and tell whatever lie I must to keep Kamar Taj secure in this alliance,” Karl said. “But should a demon shatter your doors to rip you apart….I will not argue with it.”

“Cooperation is all we ask for Karl,” Peggy said. “And perhaps one day, your forgiveness.”

“Perhaps,” Karl nodded. “And who knows? Maybe it'll be the same day your little soldier boy returns. Wouldn’t that be a treat?”

His former friend’s mouth fell open, wordless and hurt.

For the first time that day, a genuine smile curled on his lips.

“I’ll see you both at the funeral,” Karl said. “No need for gifts. They won’t be appreciated.”

With a flick of his wrist he conjured a portal above them, slamming the fiery ring down to swallow them back into their compound.

His grandfather was right. He was far too patient with peasants.

Karl picked up his basket of lilies and gently touched the petals. His mother’s lilies provided quiet company, and the memories of home made his eyes heavy with want.

“Never forget who you are. No matter who you marry or where you go. You will always be a baron, and a Mordo. Do not be afraid to remind anyone of that.” His father’s words to him before he decided to commit to Stephen rang in his mind.

“My beautiful boy,” his mother would tell him during those times when heartbreaks would set in. “The one who cries before his enemies has already lost. Never let them see you cry.”

He sobbed, openly crying now that no one could see. He kept their words locked in his heart, his true source of comfort when he couldn’t find any relief from the horrible reality dealt to him.

Then another memory surfaced. Blood red lilies graced a table by a large cozy chair. His grandfather sat there with a book. He was a small child, still tiny enough to rest against the viscount as they read through the pages.

“Barons never carry out the executions. They have others do it for them,” the Viscount said. “It isn’t dignified for someone of your rank to stain their hands. Besides, your mother would be rather upset at the sight, don’t you think?”

Karl sat down on the grass and rested the lilies on his lap. He carefully twisted the steams, fashioning them together in the ways his mother taught him. He intended to cover Stephen’s casket with lily wreaths. Just as his own father was, and countless others before him. It was tradition, and Karl had no intention of deviating from it, no matter where he was in the world.

His grandfather’s words kept returning to him as he turned and formed the wreaths.

“Barons never carry out the executions,” Karl said as he finished the first wreath. “They have others do it for them….”

He laid it down and looked at his wedding band, his heart healing a little at the memory of Stephen slipping it on his finger.

“And so I’ll wait for the right executioner,” Karl said, his fresh tears rolling freely as he sighed and held the ring close to his heart.

“After all, who am I to break tradition?”

#doctor strange #stephen strange #strordo #karl mordo #stephen strange/karl mordo #otp feels #ask and answer #master mordo #supreme strange/master mordo #beloved baron

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tare-anime · 2 years

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Spy x Family chp. 62.2

(Beware spoilers)

The euphoria for finally meeting Yor at ep.2 of the anime at Saturday, soon being trumpled to the ground at the arriving of this chapter at Sunday.

We know. We already expected that. But we'll never be ready, huh?

Seriously, I never ever cried when seeing two blank panels before.

Like.... huh.....??? 🥲🥲

That really is one awesome storytelling technique.

And then, the details of the horror of war???

Endo, I'm saluting you!!

Beautifully drawn.

Not to forget the theme. Back at chp 57, we all laughed at the irony of liars telling kid not to lie... but... after this chapter, the panels hit different

As one of my friends has stated, Loid was so used to lying, because he knew that he always managed to get what he want by utilizing the lies. That is both sad and clever way of surviving. And now we know why. Though, he bring the guilt through adulthood 🥲🥲

Btw, I was nearly screaming at the Loid aplying to be a soldier panel when I thought we know Loid's real name. But no. It was all a lie 🥲 (btw, to Loid's dad, you see now?! He got to be a soldier!! 😤)

In fact, several panels before, we do have his mother calling him, and the name was covered with black box. 😔

Anyway, The parallels continue!!

The "seeking for comfort" panel 🥲

And

"Old habit"

Loid truly is a smart boy. The similarities between his act and Anya's so apparent that related by blood or not, they are truly father and daughter.

Btw, I was hoping to see little Yor pop up at the forest, but no!! We have Frankie!!! Ooohh I really am excited to see the beginning of their friendship. Is it possible that we'll see Twilight meeting Handler and his recruitment to WISE next??

I can't wait.

And really, Endo.... after all these angst... please give us fluff after. I need the balance of angst and fluff 😭

Oh yeah.... this panel

I've been wondering why the sentence sounds familiar. Welp, I wrote about that in one of my fic last year!! 😱

I should be happy that my hc came true, but I'm not???? It huuurrrttssss 😭😭

#spy x family #loid forger #chp 62.2 #review #spoiler #spoilers

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onerabong · 2 years

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I'm gonna go with the 'you're stronger than me, you are my life partner' hc

I feel like Boros would be so pissed that Saitama, the strongest man in all the worlds, who Boros is trying so desperately to get stronger for to give him a new zest for battle that Saitama gave him, is just some guy

Boros is more of a horror story on his planet by now, a child turned evil as they carded through foe after foe looking for one who would come close to his strength. The fact that Saitama, the man so much stronger than himself, just sits idly as an elderly human yells at him for no reason in an indoor food market, makes his blood boil

He always questions why Saitama doesn't just simply take what he wants, what he deserves, and realize that in this and every other galaxy he is the closest thing to a god as they come. But Saitama just rolls his eyes and says he isn't a 'jerk'.

Boros didn't like Genos at first, too clingy, but they've come to an understanding that everyone in this pathetic world will bow at Saitama feet if he were to simply ask.

But for now, Saitama asks that he bow politely to the irrational elders and he does so out of respect to Saitama alone. This doesn't mean he likes it.

(sorry for the long ask I got carried away and idk if that 'send ur rants' post was old or not)

Anon you made my day

Oh my god yissss Boros being infuriated by how others treat Sai is one of my fav headcannons.

Yeah, for him, he’s probably seen and experienced so many things and met so many people to whom he didn’t even need to say what he wanted they all just gave out of fear.

Absolute power is what he has in the galaxy, but not on Earth. On Earth there is someone stronger than him, someone with godlike powers, someone who could make the galaxy bow out of fear, but does not. He is kind. And Boros cannot comprehend that.

He comes from a planet where survival was the sole purpose of life, where the weak was a liability, where the strong rightfully reigned over the weak. And even after leaving his planet, making his terrible powers known to all the galaxy, that equation was never questioned, until now.

So to stay by the strongest being’s side, Boros tries to learn. (And yes, he hates every second of it, but gets better eventually)

Thank you so much anon for the ask, I had so much fun delving into this headcannon. And sorry for the late response.. The happiness I felt when I saw this ask.. is unparalleled.. please send more😂 I always thirst for more Borosai🥲 - my asks are always open for your rants people give it to me

#one punch man #opm #boros #saitama #borosai #lord boros

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