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vikki-tikki-tavii · 2 years

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*Peeks up slowly, whispers* Beaten and bloody Oswald standing bsck up and saying "That all you got, love?" Sorry.

AWWwwwwww mannnn

Oz’s head snaps sharply to the left as his opponent lands an impressive left hook onto his cheek.

The world spins and darkens slightly as he stumbles into the dingy wall of the alleyway in the under city of Essex. He wipes at his nose as he feels what he can only assume to be blood dripping from his nostrils.

He takes the time he has to before his opponent decides to swing again to regain his composure.

And to reflect.

He started as a happy rich kid with loving parents and a best friend who always had his back. He had it all…and in a matter of months it was all ripped away from him. Fast forward years later and here he is. Fighting some brute in the streets of the worst part of the UK, now forced into an involuntary fist fight with a moron and who decided he wanted to back out of the deal.

How did his life come to this? Why did his life come to this?

“Oi! What’s the problem twerp? Can’t han’le one punch? Didn’t think you were that weak. Especially with the reputation you seem to have in these streets. My apologies… If I had known, I would‘ve used my bad hand…”

the bastard mocked with a harsh bark of laughter as he waved his right hand which was missing 2 fingers.

Oz’s whirling thoughts came to a halt as his opponents gruff voice rips through his ears. He clenches his jaw as keywords repeat in his head.

Twerp. Weak. Runt. Loser. Crybaby

A handful of the insults he was called in his youth. Insults he swore didn’t bother him but still managed to tug at the repressed recesses of his mind.

Oz clenched his aching jaw as he slowly straightened up. His opponent chucked as he reared up for another swing.

“A’ight then. Let me see those “boxing skills” I heard so much ab- UGHAA!”

His taunt was cut short by the harsh, guttural scream that ripped through his words.

In split second timing, Oz had lunged at the man, grabbed his left arm, and twisted it harshly in a direction it was definitely not meant to go. The brutes scream didn’t manage to hide the sickening snap that sounded from the injured appendage. A snap Oz felt reverberate through his hands.

The brute found himself gasping for air as the ground seemed to be shoved out from below, effectively knocking the wind out of him. He fought back groans as the man he so foolishly underestimated now stood above him. The slender man crouched down and forcefully shoved his knee into his chest and grabbed his neck with both hands.

If he had trouble finding his breath before, it was very much impossible now.

He gasped and choked. Desperately clawing at the man’s wrists in an attempt to remove the offending abjects from his throat, but his actions were stunned by multiple swift punches to his face.

A wicked smirk stretched across Oz’s lips as the fear and defeat became apparent in the brutes eyes. His favorite thing was catching people off guard. Have them underestimate him so he can show them just how hard he can hit.

Just how strong he his.

Just what he is capable of.

He opened his mouth and leaned closer to the bruised bastard - making a point to speak meticulously so the brute could hear the mocking tone that dripped from every syllable that came out his mouth.

“ ‘s that all you got, love?”

#oswald cobblepot #batman telltale #telltale batman #ok but imagine oz #batman telltale fanfic #asks #fortune fool02

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bigavidmostallsportsfansaftyco · 2 months

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leopardsealz-remaking · 3 years

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SAMMY ON A BOAT WHAT WILL IT DO

#starry static #hi im just back on land from a long day out on an island #had fun :]#still a long drive home to go through n i wanna shower right when i get bsck so see u later bye

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kachuuyaa · 3 years

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This was such a stupid thought but the idea of BSD! Reader, Dazai, and Chuuya in the genshin world as adults who are very smart and complex but if you put them next to each other they're fight like fucking children is so funny to me like,

Reader, holding Dazai down over a counter by the chin, because he attacked them: stay down! I said, stay! Down!!

Dazai: [screams] [smashes a plate over Reader's head]

[Chuuya and reader, fighting over something]

Chuuya: I was here first!

Reader: shut the fuck up, I was born first!

Dazai: I was Mori's favorite first.

Chuuya: [strangles Dazai]

Chuuya: you know that feeling, where you see someone, and you just think, "okay, I have to kill them. I just have to."? Yeah, that's just how I feel with Dazai.

Reader: mhm, that's the Cain instinct.

Barbara: what?

Reader: [explains the entire biblical lore]

Barbara, who loves her older sister: I'm sorry, whAT?

[Implied AFAB reader here]

Chuuya: oh h--

Reader: [elbows him in the face, hard]

Chuuya: oh shit-- why all this aggression, huh? Is it your time of the month?!

Reader, casually: I don't get my period dipshit, I don't have a uterus.

BONUS, an au where everything in the au is the same but it's Fyodor who fell with you and he's annoying.

Fyodor: why do you do that thing?

Reader: what thing?

Fyodor: you know, that thing, that thing you do--

Fyodor: [tiredly, slowly does a demonstration, doing the classic superhero landing pose]

Fyodor: --when you whip your hair when you're fighting, with the arm and the hair and you do like a fighting p--

Fyodor, stiffling his laughter:- p-pOse.

Reader:

Fyodor: it's a fighting pose, you're a total poser.

Reader: I'm not a poser.

Fyodor: haha, come on, I'm mean they're great poses but it does look like you think everyone is looking at you, like, all the time.

Reader:

*later*

Fyodor: [Does the exact same landing, and stands up shivering after a moment when he realizes what he's done] ugh, disgusting.

This shit was so stupid but the first one was my favorite

-🐗 anon

HI 🐗 ANON THIS IS SO GOOD HELP I LAUGHED

THE LAST ONE DUDE ISNT THAT FROM BLACK WIDOW I LOVED THE LAST ONE SO MUCH?/!/!2!!2

save literally everyone ever from u n dazai n chuuya u lot are gonna destroy several worlds and go to hell and bsck when u two fighf

#📩#🐗#THIS IS SO GOOD HELP #i missed the incorrect quotes #OH MY GOD TELL FYODOR AVOUT THE ARCHONS N SHIT AND HE’D FLIP HELP

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goldenart0 · 4 years

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RWBY and Aphmau #5, Featuring Yang!

I didn’t want to do yesterday’s video because it felt awkward, so I decided to do some good old sisterly bonding. If by bonding you mean trying to kill each other

Ruby: I’m gonna die! And you’re going to take my place!

Yang: Yaaaay! I’ve always wanted to die!

Ruby: No, please no please no

Ruby: I have the most secrety, secretest base off all

Yang: Your base is so secrete it’s dumb

Ruby: Well you know what I um, that- that hurt my feelings bro why would you say that

Yang: Are you going to die from those feelings?

Ruby: Maybe if you do it enough!

Yang: Hey fam squad here’s my base. Can’t see it like and subscribe

Ruby: *laughing*

Ruby: No, oh no! You’re gonna die-

Yang: What?

Ruby: No, no, I did a dumb I had a really big dumb but I was really smart about fixing it don’t worry

Yang: What

Ruby: *laughing* I almost got myself trapped in my trap

Yang: *laughs* I- I mean you got to test that it worked

Yang: It’s basic, but it’s a classic

Ruby: Basic but a classic, I love it I love it

Yang: Like me

Ruby: *laughs*

Yang: What’s your favorite Minecraft way to die?

Ruby: The way that I win

Yang: Mine’s the credits at the end of the ended dragon

Ruby: Ohhhh

Yang: If I’ve died of success I’ll be happy

Yang: Oh no, I actually managed to stop your lava trap but I still died!

Ruby: *laughs*

Yang: I have a simple plan, so I can spend sometime trying to find your base

Ruby: Hmm alright alright, I’ll find your base too

Yang: No you won’t

Ruby: Yeah I will *raspberries*

Ruby: You’re right there, I can see you right behind this-

Yang: No I’m not

Ruby: *breaks vine* Yes you are

Yang: AH!

Yang: Bring out the comfy chair!

Ruby: I think I’ve figured it out, I think I’ve figured out like Yang!

Yang: What? Tell me I don’t know how life!

Yang: Oh mine’s so harsh, Oh it’s on fire ah!

Ruby: I love this I absolutely love this, are you still on fire?

Ruby: *jumps into lava*

Both: *laugh*

Yang: I killed you with a vibe check

Yang: It’s okay that was really harsh, I’m sorry

Ruby: It’s okay

Yang: None if those things are true and it if makes you feel better *punches Iron Golem* Come on, Come on!

Ruby: You know the basic one that I made

Yang: Oh the one I didn’t die to

Ruby: Yeah the one you didn’t die to

Yang: I did everything and nothing at the same time

Yang: Everyone knows that’s how you get rid of lava, you put wood down

Ruby: Oh, Ooo, AH!!

Ruby: OH you didn’t even fall for it

Yang; Oh I did but it exploded afterwards

Yang; I stopped the lava and I was like “Oh there’s a button”

Ruby: I was so excited I couldn’t believe you put diamonds then I saw the outside I was just so speechless

Both: *laugh*

Yang: You got pl-lans

Ruby: I have pl-lans,I have plans girl like you don’t even know

Yang: You got pe-lans

Ruby: Pe-lans, I got plans

Ruby; No, no, no there’s no way to get out, there’s no way to get out. I have to fight the ender dragon no!

Yang: Yeah you do!

Yang: You know, even though it was trying to kill me, I need to give you some claps, by the way we’ll done

Ruby: Thank you

Ruby: *Screams*

Yang: Wait a minute you died from the high place that wasn’t even the trap

Ruby: *laughing*

Yang: That wasn’t the trap are you serious

Ruby: Screw you end *breaks an end portal frame*

*Portal doesn’t break*

Ruby: Oh no it’s still there *starts breaking the rest* oh no, oh no, oh no

Yang: *breaks the portal itself* Wow it’s that easy wow

Ruby: It was foxes and cats

Yang: Wait, where are the creepers, the creepers were-

Ruby: Oh wow I would have just landed in, wow you would have killed me with cuteness how dare you

Yang: There were supposed to creepers in here?

Yang: Wow creepers what are you scared if cats for?

Ruby: Bevayse they hiss bsck they go hisss

#sisterly bonding am i right #yang won by the way #in case you were wondering #character belong to rooster teeth #quotes from aphmau/jess’s videos #like before check out both jess (aphmau) and rwby out both are great #incorrect rwby quotes #rwby and aphmau #rwby #aphmau #jessica bravura #ruby rose #yang xiao long

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pbandjesse · 5 years

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I accidently fell asleep for a bit. So I feel a little distressed and out of it. I am very much looking forward to getting back to bed.

Today was mostly a great day. I slept alright. Jsmes left early to go pick up my package end got my sweatshirt no problem. But forgot my mailbox key so couldnt get anything else. Ah well.

He came back here and I got dressed and he made us waffle. It sas nice.

I went and got the bus. And got to the school around 930. Got to work organizing. The Adina and me worked on the stem schedule for like an hour. She left to get some lunch. She got me some watermelon. We actually hung out a lot Today and discovered we have the same birthday. And we have a lot in common so that was really cool. I helped her with downloading podcasts and it was fun.

I got to work on my quilt a lot Today. And Chelsi came to say hi. And then a little after 2 it was time to go home.

Adina left me at streets,so i could get my bike. And I went to my apartment to clean. And James came and ws went to 711. Got pizza. Ate in the park.

And then back to the apartment to help my neihbor Sabrina. I watchdd the Uhaul for a bit while she brought stuff down. James was in my apartment cleaning the fridge. But once he was done with that he came and watched the Uhaul and i helped Sabrina bring stuff down. We switched off. Me bringing stuff to the landing. James carrying stuff. And we took what would have been a couple hour job for her down to less then an hour.

And we did such a good job she repayed us by having my couch in the back as well. So we al finished and her and James went to the studio in the van. While I biked over.

I beat them there. But then there was a problem. The couch did not fit in the door. So i left James to try to sort that out and I kept helping Sabrina.

She is right down the street and it turns out shes in a building I've looked at apartments in! She invited me up and honestly its even better in person. It's like an old hotel. But the fries are beautiful and I reslly like the place. Worth another look for sure.

I went back to help James. It turned into more of a production. Because we had to take the door off to get thr couch in. And my drill is at his parents. His uostairs neighbor lent us a screw driver and we did that shit by hand. It was hard as fuck but we did it. Got the door off, and the couch in. And then the door bsck on. We were both disgusting snd tired and fairly miserable. But we did it.

James got a shower while i kept putting stuff away. Then when he was done i took a very cool bath. We have mac and cheese for dinner. And I chilled while he played video games. My new backpack came and I glued eyes to it. I laid down,and watched videos. KI eventually dozed off for a bit.

And now im ready for bed for real. I have work tomorrow,but basicslly everything is ready for camp. Just a few odds and ends left. Its going to be a good day.

Sleep well everyone. Have s good night.

#ootd #work #babe #selfie #art #in progress #tired #good day #thursday #moving

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everyonesawhoregrace · 6 years

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The Birmingham Journalist

Chapter 2 - Why

Where Joan Cooke reenters Thomas Shelby’s life. But instead of being his lover like so many years ago, she is the cities journalist.

“Do you remember me, Tommy?”

“I never forgot.”

We don’t make it far in each other’s hands before I slip away and stop walking behind him. He grits his teeth, the both of us standing on their sides of the wall, staring at each other. The office stills, everyone scared of the man before my eyes. Doors shut, and gazes are lowered.

“You’ve lost some weight, Joan.” He talks to me like it strains him, as if he cant get over the fact that I’m really here.

Well guess what love, I’m here.

“And you have too.” I bite back, noticing that he actually looks perfectly healthy. If anything, he’s bulked up quite a bit, looks handsome even. Christ, here I go.

“No, I look normal, you look-” He weakly mentions my state.

Yes. I have lost a bit of weight, but with the wedding and the stress of him moving to America for work. I wasn’t eating as much as I probably should be. I’m starting to look like skin to bones, which is completely true, even mum, who can’t even remember her first name sometimes thinks I’ve lost weight. But, I’ve been working on gaining it back. That I can assure you.

“Fuck off, Thomas.”

His eyes move from each body part of mine before making their way up. Hunger fills his eyes. Still, he noticed my obvious shift in emotions, I’ve always been insecure about my body, something he helped a lot with.

“What are you doing back?”

“I got a good job, one that pays good and London was not offering.” My eyes missed his, and everything about him, I quickly learn, I missed tremendously. “Who told you I was back?”

“Johnny-Dogs said he saw you leaving the train coming here. Polly kind of confirmed it, said she had one of her dreams. Said it was about you being back in Birmingham. And Curly of course was ecstatic.” Thomas smiles small. “He said he had a hunch a lady I knew would come back to haunt me.”

Johnny-Dogs, Pol and Curly, I wonder how those guys are doing. Especially Polly Gray.

I place my hands behind my back, watching Thomas smile before he frowns. “Did you miss me, then?”

He fixes his eyes on mine. “You gave me an ultimatum and then left me the day after I proposed to you...”

Ouch. But all so true. I almost wince, I was just being as hurtful as he was towards me. And if anything, that ultimatum was to help him.

“You didn’t answer my question.” I remark.

“Where were you for the past six years?” He asks in a breathy voice. One that says: yes. I missed you.

“That’s a story for another day,” I lick my lips, in need of a smoke.

Oh, he’ll have a field day when he sees me with a cigarette between my lips. When we were adolescents, and he smoked a pack a day, I would always annoy him about how awful they smelt.

The past six years, my goodness. I met the man of my dreams and more, dad died, my sister had four kids with four different men, we no longer speak. Mums got dementia, and I found out that I can’t reproduce, but married the man of my dreams and more. I went to school for writing, landed a small job in London before applying for work here. When I got the job, I left London and csme bsck.

I can feel my eyes shift to his, blood rushing throughout me as if I’ve been awakened again with him. I also spent six years trying to get over you, Thomas.

I wonder if I ever even fell out of love with him, feeling my heart swell up. Just like it had so many years ago. He’s aged quite a bit, but in a way that makes me want him even more. The haircut is new, and even though it’s very new, it’s also very handsome.

He’s still got those hollow cheeks and a face that can put anyone else to shame.

Even though I know I shouldn’t, I picture my beloved Dennis beside his face. Dennis, whose got rosy cheeks and ginger hair. Dennis Thompson, he’d probably lose his mind if he found out I were feeling this way about my ex. Especially with a man like Thomas, who I had told him about on many occasions. I fondly recall Dennis telling me that Tommy was no good for me. That I deserve better.

But as I stare into his eyes, I wonder for myself if that’s true. Am I better than Tommy Shelby?

I get lost in those blue eyes, feeling compelled to be in his arms again. Because I missed home, and that’s who he is behind that wall he’s got built up. He’s home.

“What are you doing back?” Weak this time, and almost as if to ask me to leave. He reaches for me, his fingertips cold against my hot skin.

I inhale sharply, stepping back until I am against the wall. Thomas seized the moment, moving right in front of me. He presses a hand to the side of my face, his fingers lightly massaging my scalp. “I’ve spent so many years trying to get you out of my head, Joan. And finally when I think I told myself to forget, you’re back.”

I press my hand against his, swallowing. “Don’t say that...”

“You broke my heart. What else do I say?”

You broke mine! “You became this soulless gang-“

“I was doing things that I felt I had no choice doing. I needed to keep my family safe.” His other hand falls against my other cheek, lightly caressing me. He tilts my head up, making my knees go weak.

He still gives me those eyes, like I’m the only one he sees.

“I’ve spent-“ Thomas catches himself, he looks pained. “I’ve spent six years waiting for this day to come and now that it finally has, all I can think of to do is kiss you.”

My eyes widen, as I drift off to his lips. His words make their way throughout my body: all I think of to do is kiss you.

My God, I want you so bad.

I inch closer, our chests brushing as the air between us gets thick. He doesn’t let go of my cheeks, and I don’t let go of his hand that cradles the side of my face.

I feel weak under his touch. Why did I come back, finally asking myself. Why? Was it because of the job, I had no reason at all to even apply in Birmingham. I had no reason. Nothing fuelling me. Right?

I feel his hands under mine and run my fingers over the softness. People, they come and go but Thomas has been nothing but the best. As I look into his eyes, I know the reason I chose to come here, it was him. Because not a single moment went by that I wasn’t thinking about this man. And we once gave ourselves to each other, but failed to piece one another back. Throughout those six years, I knew I would always come back to him. And now, as I ache in anticipation, do I finally flutter my eyes shut before swallowing.

“Kiss me, Tom.” I whisper.

He ducks his head down, tilting his head as he shuts his eyes. I get on my toes and lightly kiss him back before we part. Electrifying tingles make their way into my body, it’s as if I’m seeing life in colour now.

It took one kiss.

“I need to go.” His voice is raspy and deep, making my insides heat up in protest. “I’ll find you tonight. Okay?”

“Okay.” Nodding, I wither away from his touch. Don’t go, my insides beg and plead.

Sometimes I need to convince myself to turn my cheek, and most times I don’t listen to myself. But today, right now, I know I should. So I walk away from him, knowing that this is totally, completely wrong.

#thomas shelby #thomas shelby imagine #thomas shelby x reader #peaky blinders #peaky blinder imagine #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders x reader #peaky fookin blinders #thomas shelby imagines #everyonesawhoregrace

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thedrag0nking · 2 years

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Kaoro walking out of her home carrying the large sattle for her pet mount Baba who's in the field eating grass meanwhile Zetton is just waiting for her to get her mount over so they can go.

" Baba! C'mere! "

From the other side of his home his mount is just so happen to be an albino parasaur that let out loud walling as it appeared in front of it's rider and master. Kaoru has a thing for the herbivores, they make good pets for the farmers if gensokyo since dinosaurs have moved into gensokyo years ago and are now apart of society, the new normal if you can call it that.

Before he placed the saddle onto his dino he patted the prehistoric creature on his head and offered it apple which he eated just as if he's a horse. Now he placed the saddle onto his back but not before he brings her father's old hat, Mr. Hat. The hat was passed down to him by his father as it's very important to her now it's his responsibility as it's also now important to him. Kaoru now ready climb on the dinosaur's back now all set to venture in the land.

" Good Baba, good dinosaur, well let's go Zetton-chan... "

" Man, how did you and Baba met? "

" Well, that's a long story... "

Koaru whipped the parasaur as he, baba, and the NCO in disguise began to move into the roads of gensokyo. Today is a fine night here in gensokyo though she hopes the places in the village aren't closed in this night as they kept moving. Above the skies the two had seen a few fairies flying in the sky laughing all happily, other herbivore dinosaurs eating plants while staying out of the roads behind the trees living their lives peacefully same with a few carnivorous ones that hunt in the forest. Passing around the roads a little while they made it into the outskirts of gensokyo passing by other villagers who're doing their own thing gardening and working just like the crimson dragon. One of the villagers had saw Kaoru in the distance and waves a good evening, as he waves bsck at the other from a distance.

Zetton is humming a soft tune while the two continue on their journey to the village just around the north. It won't be long now it seems.

" Man, this is boring senpai are we there yet? "

" Be patient Zetton we're almost there... "

#muse #||| The Koi Fish |||#Venturing into the human village

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jobone123 · 4 years

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After all we are in another place where houses don’t exist JUST ANOTHER SUICIDAL DOWNTOWN of suicidal people n not one house

#report

Sweat satellite dictate s THIS WAS ALL A LYNCHING N ASSUALT ON ISLAND JASON a betterism OF POOR PEOPLE UNITED we didn’t need him BUT SAT TECH MALE NEEDED HERS

I swear to gov ITS LITERALLY NEW YORK SIZE on an open LAND not one house MORE SO I WOULD RATHER DIE THEN TO COME BSCK I was shocked n awe from being beat TO VEGAS never again

Five times in this shit hole identical RED FLAG this dude may be obsessed with my underwear

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halcyonmirage · 6 years

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Chelsea what els do you plan to be if the whole being a doctore thing doesn't work out?its good to have a bsck up plan just in case

Chelsea: I don't have a back up, because I KNOW I'll land this career! I have to. It was my Dad's work, and my Grandpa's and my great Grandpa's! Even my Mom and sister study medicine.That's actually how my parents met. Dad was looking for an assistant, and hired Mom. Not the most romantic thing, but they get pretty cheesy.

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hyaenagallery · 5 years

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Edward Paisnel part 2 He gave himself the Beast moniker in a letter he wrote, taunting the police. The letter read: "My Dear Sir, I think that it is just the time to tell you that you are just wasting your time, as every time I have done wat I always intended to do and remember it will not stop at this, but I will be fair to you and give you a chance. I have never had much out of this life but I intend to get everything I can now…..I have always wanted to do the perfect crime. I have done this, but this time let the moon shine very britte in September because this time it must be perfect, not one but two. I am not a maniac by a long shot but I like to play with you people. You will hear from me before September and I will give you all the clues. Just to see if you can catch me. Yours very sincerely Wait and See. Beast of Jersey" The letter was followed by new attacks. Suspicion for the attacks initially fell on an eccentric agricultural worker and fisherman, Alphonse Le Gastelois. Stan de la Haye of the Honorary Police described Le Gastelois as a loner who wore a dirty old raincoat tied up with a piece of rope - thus matching the description of the wanted man. As the hysteria over the attacks reached a fever pitch, Le Gastelois' unconventional lifestyle led him to become one of 30 suspects arrested during an investigation by Scotland Yard. He was released after 14 hours of questioning due to a lack of evidence. His clothes were sent for forensic examination at Scotland Yard, but came bsck with nothing linking him to the crimes. Unlike the other suspects, Le Gastelois' name was released to the public, and he became a scapegoat. Police searched his house 12 times within the following 12 months, finding no evidence. Public suspicion remained so strong, however, that Le Gastelois' cottage was burnt down in an act of arson. Le Gastelois, fearing for his life, fled to Les Écréhous, a small island six miles to the north east of Jersey, where he spent 14 years in self-imposed exile. The Island had no running water or electricity, and he basically lived off the land in a small hut. #destroytheday https://www.instagram.com/p/Byfk7zJhO5j/?igshid=atw1273019vo

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kaienmoved · 7 years

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The Kids Aren’t Alright: Chapter 3

Chapter Index: (Chapter 1,Chapter 2, Chapter 4)

Shigeo sat atop the trash can, his legs folded neatly across one another. He was far away from reality, stuck in his own mind as he lost himself in his own thoughts. His eyes fixed on something in front of him, but his brain didn't pick up what he was seeing. His trusty bat lay across his legs, his hands holding onto it, his left just under the barbed wire. It ruined his once beautiful wooden bat, tracing it with white lines whenever it shifted. The coarse, sharp wire snagged under his pants and dug into his skin. He kept still so it wouldn't dig deeper. It's not like it was uncomfortable. The trash can top he sat on rattled a bit. The bricks in the wall next to him seemed to shake. His breathing was almost unintelligible. A slight shadow entered his vision, causing him to come back to his senses. His head snapped in the direction of the shadow. Eyes focusing on the figure, he realized it was Onigawara.

The second Shigeo processed it was him, the tension increased tenfold. The pressure could shatter a mirror in an instant. Onigawara held his head low, his fear leaving him unable to look up at his leader. Shigeo’s hand gripped the handle of his bat, yanking it from hanging on his pants. Sliding off of the trash can, his eyes set on Oni. He began tapping his bat on the ground, creating that uneasy pattern again. It was almost as if time had shown down, the only thing heard were the taps on the ground, echoing in the two's ears. The distance closed in between them. Shigeo stared up at Onigawara’s face, who refused to look directly at him.

“Explain yourself, Onigawara.”

Silence.

“We needed to defeat those Black Vinegar kids.” he mumbled.

Shige's mouth tightened, his face burning up.

“So you baited me into fighting them, by saying my brother was kidnapped,” The tension increased.

“I beat up all of them. All of them because I thought I was fighting for my brother.”

“Shigeo-senpai..”

“I could have killed someone, I may have even hospitalized some of them.” His fist tightened on his bat. He could strangle someone with that grip.

“You son of a bitch.” Shigeo raised his bat, swinging it into Onigawara's side, leaving him no time to react. “What would my brother think-?” Onigawara yelped and fell to the ground, trying to cover his head.

“What would he think if he found out I beat up a bunch of random kids?!”

He brought the bat back down on his side, over and over. He stopped once his arms started getting tired, and he was heavily breathing. He was too frustrated to deal with Onigawara anymore. He needed to get home, at least he knew Ritsu would be safe at student council.

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Ritsu sat at the end of the table, looking over papers handed out. He was hardly listening to them, nonetheless reading the paper right in front of his face.

“...Kageyama-kun?”

Flinching, Ritsu turned to Kamuro, who called him.

“You rank as one of the smartest in the nation, so I'd like to hear your opinion.” Kamuro said, his grin making him look more intimidating to go with the bags under his eyes.

“Right… In our school, there are students known as delinquents here. If the student council can reprimand them, we may be able to create a more peaceful school.”

“I see… A peaceful school, eh? That's great, let's do that.”

Ritsu skimmed the writing on the chalkboard. “Delinquent” was written on it.

Shigeo lied on his futon, two books open in front of him. He was struggling. Math was not his forte. But he had to try his best; apart from his “hobby” he still truly valued trying his best. Things would be much easier if Ritsu was helping him. Shigeo's pencil lightly traced the textbook he was referencing from. He was doing his best to understand whatever he was reading, but he was hardly processing it. He'd been sitting in front this book for nearly two hours with no break. His brain was essentially fried. What about the GCF again…? I'm so bad at fractions.

He was snapped out of his frustration at the sound of the door opening, and shoes kicking off with a thunk. Shigeo's heart skipped a beat causing him to barely get dizzy. He pressed his hands on the floor near his shoulders and pushed up, hopping onto his feet. His socks made the landing a little less harsh, a thump hitting the floor rather than a slap.

Ritsu heard his brother, his breathing picking up in speed. He knelt down to neatly align his shoes neatly by the door. He hardly wanted to interact with his brother at the moment, his mind was still on the topic of purging the school of delinquents. He heard Shigeo’s door slide open and him step out into the hallway.

“Ritsu?” His voice was soft and content with a twinge of frustration.

“Yeah?” Ritsu started up the stairs, holding onto the banister.

“I'm struggling with my math right now, can you help me?”

“Sure, Nii-san.” Ritsu ascended the stairs and followed Shigeo into his room.

“Thank you so much, we have an exam soon and I'm not getting anywhere with this.”

The younger brother nodded his head and emitted a sound showing that he understood.

They both sat down on Shigeo's futon, Ritsu picking up the textbook and placing it on his lap. “Alright Nii-san, so you're working on Greatest Common Factors?”

“Mhm, GCF, yeah.”

“Alright let's see what I can do.”

Shigeo leaned onto Ritsu to see his textbook better. Being this close to his brother made Ritsu anxious. His breath hitched and his heart started pounding. Was he scared?

Shigeo picked up his pencil and notebook, ready to take notes over the ones he already had.

The two stayed his room until dinner, almost missing their mother's call for food.

“Are you going to be alright with this?”

Shigeo nodded, a brief smile on his face. His eyes didn't reflect the smile on his lips. They looked vacant, it was like he was daydreaming the whole time they were working.

“Thank you, Ritsu. I think I can pass this exam now.”

Ritsu waved his brother goodbye as Shigeo slid the door closed. The bright expression he had faked on his face, faded into a solemn gaze. He went into his room, reflecting on the student council meeting previously. Hovering over his bed, he collapsed onto it, face first, his hands curling.

Nii-san… I’m so sorry. I never thought it would come to this.

From they were young, Ritsu was always fascinated by his older brother. The amount of power that he held amazed him. He wanted to be just like him. He wanted to be better than him. And yet, he was just so scared of him. From how he singlehandedly beat up those delinquents to protect him. He was so admirable. Who knew that he would end up become the Shadow Leader’s brother, one of the most feared titles and 2nd most powerful position amongst the students. Not to mention, he was the youngest Shadow Leader, and one of the most powerful. He wanted to know what it was like to be alongside him, but now he would only tear that opportunity away from him and the power from his brother. Wait.

“I have an idea.”

Shigeo sat in front of his dresser, staring at the pair of metal claws messily shoved into a small box. he picked up one side and nipped off the dried blood on the tips. His hand swiveled to get a look at the underside of the claws. He lowered his hand, the familiar feeling of him losing touch with own body. The objects around him lightly shook, his notebook and futon hovered above the ground. He shook himself back into reality. If he were to get like this he might as well just sleep. Hastily shoved claws back into its box and put it back on the highest shelf. He turned off the lights in his room and crawled under his sheets. Wrapping himself in his sheets like a burrito, he fell onto his side and immediately fell asleep.

Ritsu could not sleep that night.

Kamuro and Ritsu stood in the front of the classroom. Ritsu's head kept low, his hands stiffly behind his bsck. Kamuro held a menacing smirk, accompanied by his tired eyes. He was babbling about restoring order to the classroom. Yeah right, it was because of them that this whole class was in a frenzy.

A heavy weight was being held down on Ritsu's heart. It made him nauseous. All of this, to make school have a more “comfortable environment”.

“You open Onigawara's desk.” Kamuro whispered to Ritsu.

He did not respond, but he went over to the area assigned.

His head perked up to see their target enter the classroom. The shiny, smooth paumpadour, the slight bags under his eyes and the expected stern expression, a hand held on his side. Everyone in the class turned to him.

“The teacher isn't here yet?”

Shigeo's head rested on his arms, deep in sleep. He could still hear what was going on in his class, if only faintly. His mouth opened, letting out a brief snore.

His head shot up, taken aback by how loud he thought his snore was. Some students glanced at him then back at their teacher. Shigeo looked at the board to see where they were in the topic. He got a little bit of drool on his textbook but it wouldn't hinder him unless he ripped the wet spots.

He couldn't figure out where they were. English gramm-

A chorus of shrieking students going “hentai” could be heard through the walls followed by a familiar voice yelling in response.

Shigeo's class laughed, some snickered and few ignored. He was one of the few who ignored.

What is going on?

Ritsu sat on his bed, his legs folded over each other. Staring at his upside down reflection in the spoon he gripped. The images of today's events replayed in his head. Framing an innocent student, no matter how bad he was. Kamuro was so proud of himself, hardly guilty of what he had done. And it wasnt going to stop there. One apple has been picked, and there are so many more to come down.

His hands tightened around the handle. His vision became so blurry, his fingers turning pale and his breathing so aggravated. The spoon fell to the ground with a clink that echoed in Ritsu's head. His hands covered his eyes, curled but relaxed. He let go of the stress on his shoulders, it hurt seeing how stiff he was all day. He took a deep breath, shuddering as he exhaled. He didn't move, napping until he was called for dinner. It was always so awkward. All the focus was on Ritsu, they never asked how Shigeo was doing. They were never interested in his delinquent activities. But they were always so proud of Ritsu and his grades. Shige never even tried to change their opinion of him for them.

Ritsu returned to his room without a word to his brother. Before getting onto his bed, he picked up the spoon he'd dropped from earlier. The handle was bent beyond comprehension. He analyzed the broken spoon in awe. This couldn't be real. He couldn't help himself from curling his lips into a crooked smile.

“I've done it. I've gained powers.” He whispered to himself.

He sat on his bed, snickering to himself, one hand covering his mouth, the other holding the spoon. He tossed it onto his desk, it bouncing off the wall then landing. He lay down on his bed, awfully content with himself. Today is a day to remember.

Shigeo sat in front of the dresser, picking at his skin.

Ritsu followed behind Kamuro, continuing their process of making the school more peaceful. So many students have been flagged, essentially making their plan a near success. The two walked in the hallways, Kamuro’s chin up, Ritsu's eyes focused on Kamuro’s heels. The tired boy turned around to look at Ritsu. The sudden stop caused Ritsu to flinch and backpedal.

“Kageyama-kun, we are nearly done. Judging by the information we received, we're almost done.”

He received a sigh in response.

“Next on the list is 2nd year Shigeo Kageyama.”

Ritsu's eyes widened and he nearly choked on his own gasp.

“I'm assuming he's your brother, judging by your reaction.” He chuckled a little. “I'll let you take care of this. I'll be in the counseling room.” Kamuro smirked as he walked past Ritsu.

His heart pounded in his chest, he felt like he was going to throw up. He tightened his fist and made his way to his brother's classroom.

Shigeo did his best to carefully listen and take notes. He wanted to do better in his classes.

The entrance to his classroom slid open, yet he didn't acknowledge it.

Ritsu watched his brother intently as he did his work. His face softened a little, he was proud of him to say the least.

“Can I help you young man?” The teacher asked.

Most of students eyes were on him.

Pointing at Shigeo he said “I need to talk with Shigeo for a moment.”

His head jumped up from his notebook to look at his brother who interrupted his class.

“Ritsu!” He quickly got up and bowed, hastily following Ritsu out of the door. He slid it closed on the way out.

“Ritsu what's going on?”

“Nii-san. I'm here to tell you about what the student council has been doing. We've been flagging delinquents, suspending them. I don't want this to happen to you, it'll go on your records.”

“What do I do then?”

Ritsu took a sharp breath before looking into his brother's eyes.

“You can either leave the gang that you are apart of, passing you of the punishment. Or, you allow me into your gang and I will excuse you from the punishment.”

The window they stood next to cracked, causing Ritsu to jump. Shigeo lowered his head, the pressure around him increased.

“I'm going to refuse.”

Taken aback by his response, he figured he needed to press more.

“I don't think you realize how big this is, Nii-san.”

“Ritsu, do you know why I'm denying? I don't want you apart of this.”

“Why would you care about me joining your gang? You started it so why can't I be apart of it?”

“Because if I ruin your future, I'll regret every decision I've made that has led up to this point.”

“But I'm your brother!”

Glaring at Ritsu, he sent shivers down his spine. “Exactly.”

Ritsu's fist tightened, his nails digging into his palm. “Alright then. Nii-san, I have to ask you though… You've been trying so hard with school. Just why is that?”

Shigeo faltered, the pressure loosening.

“I wanted to be like you. If I could get better grades maybe you would be proud of me. Maybe mom and dad would be proud of me too.”

Ritsu's heart skipped a beat, his face started burning. He was starting to regret this, but he had to follow through. If he would just accept either of the options, it could benefit the both of them. If he gave up being a delinquent, they could all be a happy family. Or close enough to it. If he left him into the gang, Ritsu could gain the power he had been yearning for, alongside his brother. But if he declined it would only hurt them both.

“Nii-san, if you want to make me proud just accept one of the offers. If you get suspended, you'll never make me proud.”

He got a shiver saying that, it was cold, too cold.

“Ritsu…”

“Yes?”

“I'll let you join.. but I'm going to protect you, being a ‘delinquent’’ will not be so easy for you. I'm your big brother and I don't want to ruin your life from this.”

Shigeo swiveled on his heel, going back to his classroom. If he was any angrier, all the windows in the hallway would have broken. Ritsu stared in dismay as his brother entered his class. He was so dizzy, his shirt was damp with sweat.

Ritsu entered that dark unwelcoming room, Kamuro sat at the end of the table.

“Ah welcome back, Kageyama-kun. How did it go well with your brother?”

“Wonderfully.”

Shigeo repeatedly tapped his eraser on the table, his fingers digging into his cheek. He wasn't paying attention to class anymore. He dissociated until school was over. His table shook, his school items hovering above the table. No one acknowledged it.

Shigeo slowly walked home, tapping his bat on the pavement in front of him.

“Nii-san?”

He didn't respond. The tapping in front of him got faster.

“Nii-san, I thought you would be home by now.”

“I took the long way.”

“The way that takes 3 extra hours?”

“What do you want?”

“No..nothing.”

Shigeo continued tapping his bat in front of him, still at that extremely fast pace.

Ritsu shrieked when a figure dropped from the sky in front of Shigeo. He was also taken aback, swinging for the person's head. The bat was stopped by a bare hand, who impulsively tried to duck the bat despite already catching it. Shigeo looked up at the figure he had automatically attacked, only to be greeted by pleated light brown pants, a purple jacket, sparkling blue eyes and shining blonde hair. He had a soft warm grin on his face, only to let Shigeo feel less intimidated.

“Hello Kageyama-kun.”

#mp100 #mob psycho 100 #delinquent au #shigeo kageyama #ritsu kageyama #tenga onigawara #kamuro shinji #writing #sorry teru is only in this chapter for 1 paragraph lmao

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