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pinky-promis3s · 1 year

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Scars That Heal

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Pairing: Colby Brock x F.Reader

Warnings: mentions of self harm, self harm scars, angst turned fluff

Note: This was written in a way for people to help heal, if you believe this will affect you for the worse rather than the better, please skip this fic and find something else. Take care of yourself <3

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It felt rubber clinging to your body, rubbing uncomfortably against the skin with the pitiful attempt to smooth out the fabric to make it look less wrinkly and remove the dust from the amount of time the bathing suit spent in the drawer. It was odd, living in a house with such a big pool and where parties were almost daily, you would think that you would be swimming laps almost everyday and while you thought the idea was pleasing, one thing stopped you, the dark secret.

You still remembered the look on your boyfriend Colby's face when you first showed him and explained why you did it all in the first place. Of course, you didn't try to guilt him with it, more just explain why you were the way you were. And you fully expected him to just walk away and never talk to you again but it was the opposite, he just held you and nodded. Not a word was said and you thanked him for that, it made you feel comfortable to not have to cover up in front of him anymore.

But that was only Colby, only Colby knew of the little white lines that littered your forearms and thighs. The reasons that you stuck to long sleeves and never wore shorts, even in the hot temperatures that came with living in LA.

Usually if the boys were hosting a sort of pool party, you were lucky enough to make the excuse of being on your period and you were believed, there was no needing to panic about them trying to pull you into the pool and having to hide the scars that would follow with so many questions and stares. But you couldn't use that excuse this week, just a week ago you had used that excuse for one of the pool parties the boys were pulling and they're hosting another one this week; your period excuse didn't work.

You would just skip out on this party but you knew how much this would matter to Sam, it was his birthday party for crying out. And Colby had asked you to at least try to show up, even if it was only for five minutes, it mattered to him. You didn't want to disappoint your best friend and boyfriend so now you stood in front of the mirror, memories of younger teenage years returning like a terrible flood that you were struggling to hold your nose above, gasping for air that never came to your struggling lungs.

A knock at the door had startled you out of your thoughts as you stopped your fingertips movements on the tiny lines and turned your attention to the door. Colby stood there, leaning against the door way. He was without his shirt, only in his bathing shorts and hair slightly messed from being in the water. Drops of water ran from his strands of hair, dropping to his face or chest and streamed down slowly.

"Are you coming? Sam has been looking for you," Colby asked, hand still on the doorknob and his eyes scanned your figure in the bathing suit. "You look beautiful," he commented, reaching his hand out to you as you just shook your head, looking back at the mirror and the little white scars that revealed themselves in the open air; no sleeves to hide behind.

Downstairs you could already hear the music booming and the shouts/laughter of all the guests, most being other influencers that had some kind of connection to Sam. Complete strangers for you and the thought of being so open and exposed to people who didn't even know about your past seemed to be a chilling thought.

You reached for one of Colby's hoodies on the bed and started to shuffle through the laundry on the floor for a pair of pants to match, "I've changed my mind." You replied, the sound of Colby's exhausted sigh falling deaf on your ears.

Before you could pull the hoodie over your head, Colby had been in front of you and had hands on your wrists, stopping your movements, "you don't have to cover them you know?"

"They're gross..." you mumbled, eyes glued to the floor and the want to just shove the hoodie over your head corrupting.

Holding your wrists, Colby raised them to your view and let you look at the scarred flesh. Your breath hitched in your throat as you gazed down at the scars, memories and regrets flooded and you fought back the tears. Colby shook his head, "you're beautiful, scars and all. Nothing about you or these scars or anything that comes to your mind makes you gross."

You looked at him, disbelief in your eyes.

"And if my friends don't agree with me well guess what, they weren't my friend to begin with," Colby smiled warmly at you, god damn him for his smile being so contagious because you soon found yourself smiling back up at him, the hoodie you were holding slipping from your grasp.

"But I'll feel uncomfortable," you said bashfully, removing your arms from his grip and tucking them behind your back, out of view, "I don't want the stares, questions."

"No one will stare," Colby smiled, his fingers grazing under your chin and making you look back at him, "promise. And if someone does, come to me and I'll take care of it. Now please just come downstairs and have a good time, ignore the bad thoughts and let go. Besides, I don't think Sam will let you avoid him on his birthday; he's been asking to hang out with you since the party started."

With a hesitant breath, you nodded your head and tucked your hand into Colby's, enjoying how his fingers felt overlapping yours and the comfort it brought just from the touch. Leaving the safety of your shared bedroom, you soon started to feel the nervousness and worry the closer you two got to outside where the party was happening and where a bunch of strangers either could be staring at you or completely ignoring you.

When the backdoor opened, you quickly saw the blonde man's face light up and run over to you and Colby. Practically in a bone crushing hug, you exchanged the hug back with your best friend and apologized for taking so long; making a lame excuse of that you fell asleep.

"Oh sleep is more important than your best friend's birthday," he crossed his arms childishly, pouting in the way a toddler would as his blonde hair went over his eyes and he shook his head disapprovingly.

Colby laughed at Sam's reaction, "not all of us are early birds Sammy."

"It's eight at night.."

The rest of the party had went by smoothly and you had a better time than you would have imagined. You spent a lot of it sitting on the edge of the pool with Katrina and Tara. Sam had found the volleyball would responded with pool volleyball; you, Colby, and Jake on one team, Sam, Katrina, and Corey on the other. You hesitated at first to join, playing volleyball would result in lifting your arms and exposing the scars you spent so long hiding. But Colby only gave you a grateful smile, and you had decided to join the game.

You had stopped paying attention to the scars that you had tried to hide and didn’t even realize they were on display all night. Even with the occasional too long look for your own comfort from some people when you would get out of the pool or going to reach for something, you still managed to have a good night and there wasn't any questions; no why's, no when's, nothing.

Sam's party had started to slow down, people were drunk and getting ready to head home; calling rides and saying their goodbyes. At the kitchen counter, you sat with a bottle of beer in your palms and Colby no where in sight. As you drank your beer, you looked down at the scars and a small smile came to your face, maybe they weren't such a bad thing to be hiding.

Footsteps entered the kitchen and you looked up to see Sam with a towel on his shoulder and dressed back in a loose grey shirt and his swim trunks. He smiled warmly at you, "thought you might want one of these." He tossed the towel to you, thanking him gratefully as you started to dry your hair. He was basically your brother Sam, you knew him the best of the entire crew having known him the longest and he was the one to introduce you to Colby in the first place back in junior year band.

"Thanks Sammy," that was another perk of being so close to Sam, you were one of the only people beside Katrina who got to call him that without the annoyed whine coming from his mouth. Putting down the towel, you looked at him curiously when he seemed to be thinking on what to say, "you good?"

Sam nodded, tucking his bottom lip between his teeth as he seemed to think on how to word something, your anxiety started to increase. Sam pointed to your forearm, "the scars, I kept noticing them.." A chill met your spine as you looked down at the white lines, some long, some short, some jagged, some straight. You had only ever showed Colby, not even Sam had known, "please tell me if I'm going too far but.." he paused, leaning against eh counter, "you've stopped right?"

You nodded, a sense of shame tickling the skin that was scarred. You looked up at Sam, who's eyes wouldn't leave your forearms, "last time was two years ago. Colby has helped me stay clean." You paused, memories if the nights with the razor coming back like they were yesterday, "I guess not all wounds heal."

Sam gave a smile, "you're strong, you always were."

You thanked your best friend, wrapping him in a sort of half hug. You enjoyed Sam's company, almost as much as you enjoyed Colby's and to know that you had such a strong friendship and support network, it made the healing a little more easier.

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citylightsthings · 1 year

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I really admire the changes they made to Henry and Sam for their arc to be fruitful in such a short amount of time. In particular, the reason why Kathleen is after Henry foreshadows exactly what happens with Joel and Ellie. Henry sacrificed Kathleen’s brother for leukemia medicine to save Sam, and Joel will eventually ‘sacrifice’ everyone in the hospital (Fireflies, the surgeon and doctors, Marlene) to save Ellie. One regarding the acquisition of medicine, and the other regarding the prevention of developing medicine. Complete mirrors.

We already knew the fate of Henry and Sam, but it is no less moving. Ellie knowing the fate of Sam before anyone else is crucial because it gave Sam some sense of hope, and Ellie becomes more in touch with her destiny of being the key to a vaccine. In the show it appears that Sam and Henry became, in some aspects, closer to each other than they did in the game. Camping out in the sewers where they read, played soccer, found cool toys, bonded them quicker in a shorter time frame. Also, having Sam characterized as younger and deaf makes him so much more reliant on Henry. And I specifically remember in the game where Henry gets angry at Sam for wanting the toy robot, and that they can only carry what is necessary. That dynamic is completely missing in the show. Sam had room to express himself as a KID who loved to draw, paint, write, and read. Sam was allowed to be a kid in the show, despite its horrors, which makes his and Henry’s death that more heartbreaking.

#the last of us #tlou #ellie williams #joel miller #henry and sam #the last of us hbo #the last of us spoilers #the last of us part 2 #the last of us part 1 #tlou2 #naughty dog

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fangerine · 1 year

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oh, wow. let’s just get into episode five of the last of us. spoilers ahead.

fate and sacrifice.

in the previous episodes, i accepted sarah and tess’ fate. i knew it was coming, and did their deaths still hit me like a goddamn bloater? absolutely. but i wasn’t entirely hung up on it.

those are the themes of this episode. yeah, they're themes for the last of us in general but in this episode? it’s the main show.

i mentioned in my last post about episode four, that it’s really important to notice the age of sam in this show. in fact, he’s not nine, he’s eight. a year difference but still a baby in comparison to all of the other characters. firstly, kevionn woodard is a little powerhouse. i was so blown away by this kid’s performance. this show is INTENSE and he took it like an absolute champ. second, kevionn being deaf added so many layers to sam, as well as his relationship with henry.

in this world, having a disability makes it so much harder to survive. i mean, if you can’t hear a clicker, you’re kinda fucked. obviously, that doesn’t mean you don’t deserve the right to survive (although FEDRA probably believes that as i wouldn’t put it past them if their for eugenics, fascist fucks), it just means that you have to innovate and surround yourself with people you trust. that’s exactly why sam needs henry.

but it’s not just that henry needs to be sam’s ears. it’s that sam is, once again, a child, who needs protection regardless of any disability. sam needs his older brother, and henry needs his younger brother. for henry, sam is his purpose and his hope, like ellie is for joel (although the stubborn asshole doesn’t quite realize that yet). of course, this is obvious in game but as the show has done so brilliantly, craig and neil diverge and expand.

it’s what makes these characters’ end so much more tragic.

we hear it in episode four: “henry wouldn’t let sam go hungry”, as kathleen said. even though we hadn’t really seen those characters yet, there was already a hint that henry is like joel: a relentless protector. just a bit more naïve and pacifistic.

and in the beginning of this episode, we see more of that. “he’s scared because you’re scared.”, the doctor tells henry. and just like that, henry puts on a tough face and gives his little brother the courage to face the horrors that await them with a bag of crayons. in the few moments we get with them (in comparison to what we get with ellie and joel), we can see there’s a beautiful relationship there, even more so than the game.

that’s why, i think it was harder for me to accept their fate. like, i really wanted to fuck with their fate knowing full well that there was nothing that ellie, joel, whoever, could do to stop it because that’s just how this world works.

hearing that henry sacrificed his morals to save sam from death before just twisted the knife even deeper. to see death come to them anyways, so quickly, and so so violently was far more horrific to me than sarah or tess.

in those last moments with henry and sam, i truly felt ellie’s shock and pain.

and i felt her guilt.

she sacrificed her blood for a little boy she had only met a day ago because she believes, or wants to believe, that there is still hope out there. hope for sam miraculously making it through the night. hope for humanity. hope for herself.

sam is ellie’s true wake up call. she’s been told since the beginning of the series that she has purpose in this shitty world. but we know that fate, in this world, is equally as shitty, and sometimes you just can’t fuck with it.

you have to accept it. even when it tears your heart out.

#the last of us #the last of us spoilers #tlou #tlou spoilers #the last of us show #the last of us hbo #tlou show #tlou hbo #joel miller #pedro pascal #ellie williams #bella ramsey #kevionn woodard #tlou henry #tlou sam

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disastergenius · 1 year

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I really love that Sam’s actor Keivonn Woodard is actually deaf. It’s such a smart inclusion into the story, it works really well (I will protest the fact that the showrunners said “he is dependent on Henry even more” because that’s not entirely true but a younger Sam helps underscore it rather than make it about his deafness).

I also love that in the show, Henry makes sure to include Sam in conversations, like with Ellie and Joel introducing themselves. Yeah he isn’t the best at it in every conversation and he changes what they say, but I feel like that’s about him being an older brother and Sam being a kid rather than just because he’s deaf.

Also in the behind the scenes, the cast and crew worked with interpreters and picked up a lot of ASL so that they could all talk!

update: In listening to the podcast, they do a better job of explaining the decision to make Sam deaf, they’re very respectful about it, so I will forgive what I’m going to say is bad editing on the BTS taking that clip more out of context

#the last of us #tlou #the last of us hbo #sam and henry #i knew it was coming and i still was sad #cast deaf characters with deaf actors

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criesinmultifandommess · 1 year

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The DSMP Nonhumans not...acting human

I just have too many thoughts

so what if I searched up animal facts leave me alone

Ant

likes to bask in the sun

don't touch his tail unless you get permission

Sam

meditates a lot to avoid "exploding" (edit: ok past me just say you saw someone make art about this and stole it /hj)

used to hiss as a kid when he made eye contact with strangers

Bad

Nocturnal but conditioned himself to be diurnal

At first most people are put off by his appearance but then they hear his voice and are like ""??????"

Puffy

hates having to brush her hair

goes through so many brushes

if she hasn't had a haircut in a while, her hair will get super heavy

Puffy making clothes from her wool and giving them to friends

takes good care of her horns

ewes form such deep bonds with their lambs so that when they wander too far, the ewe bleats and the lamb comes back; so imagine Puffy calling for the DSMP kids and all of them perk up

Foolish

constantly in motion, very rare to just see him relaxing

when his teeth falls out, he gives them to people he likes (he has to explain to people that shark teeth fall out constantly, he's fine)

his smile is a little scary to those who don't know that he's a big sharky sweetheart

Fundy

sometimes can be found sleeping in a tree

screams at the most inappropriate times

when he was younger, Wilbur would sometimes catch his son up late at night climbing stuff

hates loud noises because of sensitive ears

foxes are born deaf and blind, which worried Wil until about two weeks after he was born when he finally opened his eyes and started responding to sounds

Phil

Techno will find him preening occasionally

if precious ores or shiny things in general go missing, stop by Phil's first and ask him about it; if it's not him, then it's probably one of his crows that stole it

Ranboo

sometimes will just go outside and stand in grass, staring into the distance

Skeppy

cool to the touch

uses a diamond file to dull his own sharp edges

it doesn't hurt when a small part of him chips off

cannot be hurt by anything less than a diamond tool, which is kind of useless considering everyone has netherite but anyway

Slimesicle

Jello boy :D

Techno

will snort at random times and he hates it

did you know pigs can't sweat and can handle cold temperatures? so imagine him training with Phil and Phil is dying and shedding layers while Techno is absolutely fine

because he can't sweat, Techno has to roll in dirt or something to cool down fksdgj

Phil: what are you doing..?

Techno, covered in dirt after training: nothing

Pigs can run a mile in seven minutes but have shit eyesight so glasses Techno can be absolutely canon

lmao the rest of him is super fit but everything further than two feet from him is blurry

baby pigs are so small but get twice as big in a week, now I'm just imagining chonky baby Techno holy shit help

Tubbo

everyone who says Tubbo headbutts as a sign of affection is absolutely right, I love it

will bleat whenever something mildly inconveniences him

will also bleat when he means to swear (ie: "you motherbleat")

#rp #dsmp #dream smp #awesamdude #badboyhalo #captain puffy #foolish gamers #fundy dsmp #philza dsmp #ranboo dsmp #skeppy #slimecicle #technoblade #tubbo dsmp

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dawnsleif · 1 year

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"i'm yours". "sorry (i love you)" — atsumu miya x reader (2.4k words)

"what if i told you i like you?".

"i like you too".

the man of your dreams

atsumu miya smells like trouble, but did that stop you from falling for him? absolutely not, you have always loved getting into messes you cannot figure out how to run away from. rationality is scolding the impulsive side of you, but people only live one life, so what is the fun if one does not enjoy it at its fullest? the thrill of trouble, or, to be precise, of falling in love with a troublemaker, gets you going.

“focus!”, the sound of a ball falling, every single step on the court — you have missed this familiar feeling, and a certain blond-haired man from the team. you wonder if he has missed you too, but opt to shrug the thought off and not entertain it anymore.

like a mantra, everyday you keep chanting to the bold spark of hope inside of you how he will never be yours, how you should be focusing on your responsibilities instead of daydreaming. it is pointless to think about him if your affection is not reciprocated, right?

him, the man of everyone’s dreams (by that, of course, you are included). alright, that might be an exaggeration, though it might as well be the truth. you see him surrounded by eager fans every time a match ends, but can you blame them? not at all, he is charming and his bright smile makes your legs weak.

will you let him know about this massive crush? perhaps someday, but not right now.

“how are my favorite boys doing?”, your voice is a refreshing echo that saves them from the captain’s anger. a choir of welcoming cheers erupting from the team, including meian himself (although reluctant to admit the truth, he knows you are the only one who can keep the whole of msby black jackals in order), bring a smile to your face.

you notice exhaustion and frustration lingering on their features, hidden behind grins, and your heart clenches, realizing that they have been overworking again. of course they would, last time’s defeat was devastating, yet you were not there to comfort them.

you are determined now. as of today, your priority is to assist the team and hope they win the upcoming nationals. it will just be a plus if atsumu, by any chance, falls for you along the way.

the one holding his heart

little do you know, your beloved is also planning his moves — and not precisely the ones he should be preparing for his matches.

two hopeless, clueless, lovebirds. what an oblivious pair you are!

close friends and family have noticed long ago how much adoration the both of you hold back every time you are in presence of each other. but of course, two idiots in love will not see that. neither of you realize how you beam with a different kind of happiness, how you seem caught up in a bubble of love that excludes everyone else; it’s just atsumu and y/n in their world.

“tsumu, are you seriously trying to woo your girl with my cooking?”, the younger twin deadpans, questioning yet another one of his brother’s pretty questionable decisions.

“she likes food, onigiri miya’s special”, atsumu is quick to defend himself and his dubious choices. will he ever win your heart with osamu’s cooking? will you ever fall in love with him? well, one thing is for sure, you seem to have fallen in love with the other miya’s culinary abilities. it seems that samu will have to play cupid for awhile.

“i would’ve said she has a good taste, but she likes ya, so i’m not sure of that anymore”, osamu is quick to shut his mouth, turning to check his sibling’s reaction.

“say what? are ya doubting her taste because she likes me?”, the blond’s outraged face is priceless (so is his unawareness).

“yeah, i said that. congratulations, ya aren’t deaf yet”.

“wait”, something akin to realization flashes through his eyes, “she likes me?!”.

“yes, i said that too”.

“no, samu! are ya hearing yourself? she likes me?! like, y/n likes me? y/n? my manager? the girl who has my heart?”, atsumu stares directly into samu’s eyes, formulating frantic asks, like a distressed kid waiting for consolation.

“heavens, shut up!”, the gray-haired grunts, exasperated, before giving in and proclaiming his next words with solemnity, “y/n, your manager, likes you”.

sorry, i love you

“fuck off, miya”, you shove him off, forcing your mind to forget the way his lips felt against yours (as if they were meant to kiss — such shameless thought tints your ears red).

“miya, seriously?”, anyone would think atsumu miya is indignant, but no, you recognize the hurt in his pupils, “y/n, it’s tsumu for you!”.

“sorry”.

“what?”.

“i said sorry”.

“and i’m asking you why”.

you stand there in a pathetic attempt to word your emotions. how does he know? were you that obvious? you were always afraid he wouldn’t know how much he meant to you, but you were also scared of him knowing about your crush.

this was supposed to be a chill night out with the boys. curse whoever talked too much. you are pretty sure the blond would have never known by himself. you weren’t that obvious. yes, curse them (somewhere in the city, osamu cannot stop sneezing).

the inquiry in atsumu’s eyes is edging you to spill everything, to swear your undying love for him, to tell him how difficult it is to suppress your feelings. but you don’t.

“it’s not the right time, tsumu”, you are pleading him to let you go.

“when?”.

“after the nationals”.

“deal”, he grins, and you know there’s no bad blood between you two.

“let’s go back, shall we?”, things will eventually fall back to their place — this thought encourages you to forget everything and just enjoy the night.

meian and kiyoomi’s knowing gazes find yours when you head back, atsumu trailing closely behind. a stern look from you signals you are not in the mood to talk about it. they get the idea, and don’t pry.

token idiot 1

“you did what?”, whatever deity help atsumu miya, because osamu miya is positively sure of how much he wants to smack his stupid twin right now.

“told her i like her, and that i know she likes me too”, he repeats, cautious, not knowing which part of what he said caused the younger’s distress, “i might have kissed her too”.

“atsumu miya!”.

“oi! shut up! don’t be so loud!”.

“god, what i’m gonna do with ya?”.

token idiot 2

“tsumu said he wasn’t asking me to be his, but he is mine”.

“and you rejected him?”, your friend (hopefully brother-in-law if things go well in the future) looks like he’s about to beat some sense into you, but you would do that too if you were him.

“i lowkey did? the nationals are more important than this”, you reply matter-of-factly, sipping on your morning coffee.

“god, what i’m gonna do with ya two?”, it’s infuriating the way you playfully smile at him, as if atsumu and you weren’t the main cause of his headache. someone save osamu miya, why would he decide to play cupid?

cupid is typing… “i give up”

nothing changed; you still handled your manager duties with diligence while he still gave his best every time he stepped into court. others would deem the failed confession a shame, but that’s because they don’t know you two. you are working harder than ever to ease the boys’ worries, you trust they will do just alright. they are your favorite boys after all. atsumu, for his part, is putting his whole soul into training, determined to prove the world msby black jackals is capable of it (and truth to be told, determined to confess his adoration for you once again. after the nationals, you promised).

“hey, are you free tonight?”, it would be a lie if osamu said he was surprised by your short message. he already knew you would want to talk about it; last time’s meeting wasn’t enough.

“come around by 8pm”, you make a mental note of his reply.

onigiri miya’s bell rings a few minutes before closing time; the owner does not have to turn around to know it is you. your favorite drink is placed on the counter in a heartbeat, and you barely manage to say “thank you” before he takes the empty seat beside yours.

“tell me, what is going on in that pretty little head of yours?”, he tries to light up your mood with some friendly teasing.

“remember when i said my priority was to be with them until they won nationals? it still is, i think. but, i don’t know. i’ve been thinking a lot since that night, and… if i had accepted, wouldn’t it have been the best? for him and for me. i don’t know, samu. i like him so much it’s stupid. out of so many people, never thought i would fall in love with your brother”, you are a babbling mess, and osamu wonders if he had accidentally poured alcohol for you.

“look, y/n, atsumu is an airhead sometimes (you are too — he bites his tongue before these words escape), but he confessed his feelings openly. you must mean a lot to him, so don’t you worry”.

“but… what if he hates me?”.

“we are not talking about the same tsumu, are we? atsumu miya could never hate y/n”, his affirmation brings a smile to your face.

“atsumu miya could never hate y/n, atsumu miya could never hate y/n”, you repeat his words, giggling.

osamu is now convinced he has given you alcohol; this is going to be a long night.

“he could never. plus, didn’t you guys promise each other you would talk things out after nationals?”.

“right, we did that”, you seem lost in thought.

when you wake up the next morning, tucked nicely in your bed, hangover sinks into you; your body feels sore, and your mind is fuzzy. you remember rambling to samu (bless him for being such a supportive friend) about how you are not sure what your priorities are now, you remember how you giggled like a schoolgirl when he told you atsumu could never hate you, you remember… ugh, you don’t remember anything after that.

you reach for your phone with the intention of texting osamu to show him some appreciation for bearing with you, but a confused frown appears on your face upon reading his most recent message.

“i give up — cupid osamu”.

cupid is not cupid-ing anymore

“what are you giving up?”, to say you are worried is an understatement; you are terrified you had wronged him in any way in your drunk state.

“you two. i wasn’t made to be a cupid”, his dramatic sigh comforts you, at least now you know you didn’t do anything fool enough to anger him. osamu is giving up because seeing lovesick tsumu and y/n is not doing any good to him; you guys consume his energy.

“does tsumu know?”.

“no, do you want to break the news?”, he questions, with no hint of seriousness in his voice.

“you should”, you are entertained by his antics, but don’t forget to thank him for last night’s meeting, “oh, right. i should thank you for everything”.

“no need for that, y/n. you are my future sister-in-law after all”, his smirk is irritating, and it reminds you why you fell in love with the blond instead of loving this twin. one of osamu’s hobby was (and still is) to tease you, so in the long run you developed feelings for the miya who always was on your side. atsumu miya had (and still has) smart remarks when it came (when it comes) to defend you.

osamu miya does break the news some days later, when tsumu texts him to plan his second attempt at a love confession: “cupid is not cupid-ing anymore”.

msby shenanigans

atsumu is left with no other option than to reach out to the team. the blond is met with two bored men and some confused faces in the locker room after he had asked them to stay after practice (you’re out running errands today, they can’t be caught); meian and kiyoomi seem to know more than he has ever told them, yet then again, they have always been more perceptive than him.

“tell us, how can we help?”, the captain’s unmistakable voice urges tsumu to talk.

“i like y/n”.

“that’s not news”, kiyoomi says among confused murmurs.

“omiomi, i’m not that obvious!”, the dark-haired raises an eyebrow, not bothering to tell him how noticeable his crush has been since day one.

“so?”, meian encourages the blond miya to give further explanation.

“i want to confess (again — he saves this part for himself) after nationals”.

“are we here to listen to your confession?”.

“oi, captain! smart!”, atsumu beams, and they have no heart (and no reason) to deny his request.

meian shakes his head before throwing a sympathetic look to the team, as if he were wishing them luck. msby black jackals are not used to so much sappiness, but they truly wish the best for atsumu and their manager.

can i speak to the manager?

to everyone’s (everyone but you and the team) surprise, msby wins the nationals. such a win is followed by more reporters than usual; you have no chance to act like the proud mama you are before your boys are surrounded by screams and flashes.

“asides from training, is there any secret to your win?”, a reporter asks.

“of course. we had a common goal”, meian replies calmly.

“revenge, perhaps?”.

“taking back the first place you guys covet?”.

“is someone retiring?”.

they are all looking for dirt, hoping someone accidentally spills their next sensational headline. atsumu miya is done with this stupid interview, he lets out an enigmatic “you’ll see” before excusing the team to go back to their lockers.

“can i speak to the manager?”, he catches a glimpse of you around the corner.

“you may now”, your cheery voice makes him happier than today’s win (that’s how he knows you mean the world to him).

“what if i told you i like you?”, there’s a tint of nervousness in his hopeful voice. screw the speech he has prepared with the boys; he feels this is the right thing to say at this moment.

“i would tell you i like you too, atsumu miya”.

when your lips meet his again, everything falls back to its place.

note! second attempt at a hq fic, and it's tsumu again, hope he's not too out of character in this one sOb. he strikes to me as a dense lover, slow to catch up on your signals, but he definitely makes up for it after he notices.

#atsumu x reader #atsumu x you #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x you #haikyuu x you #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios

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saintsenara · 9 months

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Tone-deaf Dumbledore singing “You’re So Vain” with Grindlewald in mind for karaoke night I am dead this is too powerful.

For 12: What are the rest of the faves performing at Dumbledore’s (mandatory) “let’s resolve our differences through the magic of song” afterlife karaoke night?

i regret to say that i have taken this and run with it...

[character ask game here; dumbledore the karaoke legend here]

portrait dumbledore’s decision to turn up in the great hall in the middle of the battle of hogwarts and suggest that everyone just calm down and have a nice sing-song is initially met with some apprehension. but then an open bar appears in the room of requirement and the assembled enemies think they might as well…

harry gets things started with a spirited performance of holding out for a hero by bonnie tyler. it’s a hard act to follow, but dumbledore and voldemort manage it with their version of the boy is mine by brandy and monica (released in 1998, so good to see that they were both keeping up with the charts…).

this is a lot of male nonsense - and refereeing a battle definitely isn’t what she thought she’d be doing when she agreed to take a teaching job - so minerva grabs the microphone and delivers a barnstorming rendition of nine to five by dolly parton. the younger generation of women make this point too: ginny with cherry bomb by the runaways; fleur with celebrity skin by hole; and hermione with respect by aretha franklin.

luna, obviously, deviates from this with an uncomfortable cover of jefferson airplane’s white rabbit. backwards. since she claims this proves the existence of the crumpled-horned snorkack. luckily, ron decides to get everything back on track with she drives me crazy by fine young cannibals.

dumbledore notices that the death eaters have been awfully quiet, so he lures them in with an astonishing delivery of blue öyster cult’s don’t fear the reaper, with flitwick on the guitar. never willing to be upstaged, augustus rookwood, antonin dolohov, rabastan lestrange, and corban yaxley take to the stage with motownphilly by boyz ii men.

two death eaters are left out of the performance. lucius malfoy - who’s been in a flop era since the second voldemort strutted out of the cauldron - brings the vibe down with nobody knows you when you’re down and out (the sam cooke version, because that’s the best). it’s taken down even further when rodolphus - who has finally twigged what his wife’s fondness for singing black is the colour of my true love’s hair in the shower means - rages his way through ray charles’ i believe to my soul.

bellatrix literally couldn’t give a shit. she’s on her feet, in a leather catsuit, and bringing the house down with i’d rather be burned as a witch, leaving eartha kitt in the dust.

the trio are impressed and reward her with a version of wannabe by the spice girls (harry’s baby, ron’s ginger, hermione’s scary, draco malfoy is posh, and dean is sporty - seamus was removed from the room for singing come out ye black and tans). they are interrupted just as hermione’s rap begins by snape, bleeding profusely from the neck, staggering in to the opening bars of tubthumping by chumbawamba.

nagini, in an attempt at an apology for the whole tearing snape’s jugular thing, hisses a surprisingly beautiful rendition of al wilson’s the snake.

several vodka-and-tonics in at this point, lord voldemort is prepared to be convinced that maybe this is a better way of spending his time than all the murder. his musical bid for peace? don’t cry for me argentina. obviously.

the night is then ruined when percy whips out a guitar and says, ‘anyway, here’s wonderwall.’

#character ask game #albus dumbledore #harry potter #ron weasley #hermione granger #bellatrix lestrange #severus snape #tom riddle #lord voldemort #karaoke legends all #playlist #asks answered

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frodo-with-glasses · 1 year

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Discord Highlights: Headcanon Marathon

Meg suggested I write this all as a bullet point list instead of copying the chat this time; which is probably a good idea considering the workload here LOL

On the night of 5/4/23, we here at the Fig Tree Discord Server got together and headcanoned:

Primrose Gamgee is a redhead like her mother

Prim was born deaf

Prim and her brother Bilbo are thick as thieves

Signing doesn't come naturally to Bilbo, but he tries his hardest, and Prim understands him anyway

Goldilocks may or may not be named the way she is because Sam wanted to name a daughter Galadriel but Rosie wanted the hobbit version so they compromised

For the first like four years of her life Goldi thought she was named after a flower like her big sisters and was very confused why her parents laughed when she asked to plant goldilocks in the garden

Frodo later comforts her like "it's okay they can't plant Frodo either" and that got her giggling like crazy

She decides dandelions are goldilockses and is delighted when they show up in the yard

Sam is not

Actually Sam is just fine with this because hobbit lawns encourage natural biodiversity and also dandelions are good in salads

The Gamgee family is a big loud singing household

The Sound of Music, but it's Bag End

Fatty Bolger has three daughters and no other kids

One is Athelas, nicknamed Addie

Addie got sick when she was young and lost most of her hearing

Addie is best friends with Prim Gamgee

Addie and Prim hang out all the time and, in addition to being fluent in SSL (Shire Sign Language), they also constantly make up their own nonsense signs so that no one else can understand them

Another Bolger daughter is Azalea, nicknamed Azzie

Azzie and Addie are very close in age

(Not sure if we reached a consensus on who's older, but I feel like Azzie is older)

Azzie is a natural storyteller; she gets it from her dad

Since she tells her stories with both her voice and her hands it's somehow more spellbinding

She discovered puppet shows at the age of 3 and a half and was instantly hooked

When she's older, she makes her own puppets

Puts on puppet shows for her family

They don't have any talking, just Action, and Addie loves the action best

She used to put on shows for Baby Heather before she was ambulatory and got quite offended once Heather was old enough to crawl away

The youngest Bolger daughter is Heather

Heather is a good deal younger than her sisters and is spoiled rotten but she's the sweetest thing

Heather is constantly hungry and always eating, and yet she stays Very Short

She's perfectly healthy and round, just Smol

Mental image: Four girl hobbits (Prim, Addie, Azzie, and Heather) in a blanket tent, signing rapidly to each other, and no words can be heard but an unending stream of giggles

They're having a sleepover and Fatty has to keep coming in to tell them to be quiet. Heather and Azzie promise they'll hush, but Prim and Addie don't realize how loud they're being and it just sets the other two off all over again.

Azzie hears the story of Beren and Luthien from Prim's dad (very important he is, he's the mayor, you know!), and she sews her own puppets and puts on a show of it

The Beren puppet has a hand that's held on by a button

Once (don't ask me how) Aragorn and Arwen get to watch Azzie's Beren and Luthien show

They have nothing but positive reviews

(Even if Baby Heather tried to eat the wolf puppet halfway through)

Arwen is delighted and wants to help Azzie make some beautiful blinged out elvish puppets with gems sewn into them

Azzie never uses them but they are kept in a glass box and TreasuredTM

Fatty likes to wrestle with his friends' sons, since he has no boys of his own

Addie, however, is a tomboy and WILL go at it with her father if given the chance

Addie and Frodo Gamgee got in a fight once. For fun. She's four years younger than Frodo, and bby Frodo had to suffer a lecture from his no-nonsense dad, but Addie got off easy and Frodo still holds a bit of a grudge lol

He still thinks she's cool tho

(To which I suggested: "ship??" and got at least one eyes emoji, so there's that)

Prim is neither the best friend who's always talking Addie down, nor the best friend who's constantly hyping her up, but the best friend who hangs back like "I won't stop you but you should NOT"

Secretly Prim likes tending wounds

She has a makeshift vet office in the backyard

Bby Bilbo brings her his dragon (it's a lizard named Smaug)

(I suggested the lizard actually be a skink but the jury's still out on that one)

The Gamgees do not have pets, as a rule, but many animals and pet bugs are either smuggled or wander in

Rosie like "where's my best pot??" too bad now it's the home of Pippin's grasshopper

The Tooks, on the other hand, have lots of pets and very absurd ones too

Real conversation between Goldilocks and Rosie: "But Ma, why can't I play with the snake?" "Because it's poisonous. If it bites you, you will die." "But Faramir has a pet snake." "Faramir has a what now"

When they're older, Faramir and Goldie end up being that super weird couple with exotic pets and no kids for a very long time

"Ma when we get married we'll have snakes" "No Goldi" "Ma Faramir said so" "SAM call off the marriage" "They're seven, love—" "Call it off"

Mental Image: Estella is a fantastic baker. She's in the kitchen at Crickhollow or Brandyhall with a mess of little girls—her nieces and daughter(s)—all around her, talking and signing instructions, and no one is listening to her, and there's flour EVERYWHERE, and she's getting exasperated but simultaneously loving it

Elanor, being the oldest of a TON of younger cousins/relatives, is sort of the de facto leader on play dates

Get all the Gamgees, Brandybucks, Tooks, and Bolgers together, and Elanor can be seen holding a stick over her head like a general's baton and leading this veritable army of hobbit children down to the Party Field

Elanor was pretty uninterested in romance when she was young—too busy doing other things to get fussed about boys, and her standards were too high for most of them anyway—until one day she met Fastred and she came home and said, "Ma, I've found him", and whaddya know she had

(Still undecided whether they met because Elanor was in Greenholm for some reason or Fastred came to Hobbiton on business with his father, but either way Elanor and Fastred didn't meet until towards the end of their tweens)

When Sam tells stories he adjusts them for the ears of kids

Merry does not

Not even a little bit

(Unless Estella is nearby in which case he's gonna get an earful)

"Hey, kids, wanna hear about the time I killed a demon??"

Estella from the other room: "MERRY NO"

He's a bad judge of what's too scary for kids

He tells the story of their adventure with no filter at all

Sam tries to teach the kids lessons through the stories and that love conquers all

Pippin adds his own little bits and pieces every time he tells it until his version and the OG are nothing alike

At one point Legolas had wings (when Gandalf asked him to bring down the sun on Caradhras) and Gimli ate rocks

Gimli has actually eaten rocks

It was on a dare and he doesn't want anyone to know

Pippin had no idea; it was just a lucky guess

One time the kids asked Gimli if he actually ate rocks and he's just nervously sweating and wondering how the heck they know that

Pippin is shocked to find out he was actually right about this when he was just talking out his butt

(Legolas has also eaten rocks on a dare but we all knew that already)

The oldest kids get together sometimes—Elanor, Frodo, Boromir, and Faramir—to talk about their parents and try to understand what they went through

Faramir Took talks about how sometimes his father refuses that he get near any sort of fire

He'll be playing in his home by firelight while Pippin watches from the doorway, muttering to himself I'd never, I'd never, so fiercely that little Faramir looks up in innocent surprise and asks what he's talking about

And Pippin has to leave the room before he starts to cry

(Deep down, Pippin is sure Denethor loved his son too)

(And the Palantir haunts him to this day)

Boromir Brandybuck confesses that he's heard his dad cry out in his sleep some nights and he's scared to ask his parents about it

Boromir: "My father is a Knight of Rohan and Master of Buckland, a brave Traveller. He's never afraid." Elanor: "...He might be." Boromir: "No."

Merry's laughing in the face of fear mentality has an unintended effect on Boromir in particular. He wants to be his father; he wants to be fearless; Dad makes it look so easy!

Estella overhears once and has to explain the difference between fear and cowardice

The first time young Faramir goes to Gondor with this family, and poor little Goldi doesn't go, Rosie is struck with the sense of waiting her baby must be feeling

"He's my best friend ma" "I know, love" "It's far"

Rosie thinks, well, at least Goldi knows where he's going and when he's coming home again

When Theodoc's AccidentTM happened—the one that broke his feet and crippled him—the doctors were all telling Merry that Theodoc will live. All the pony did when it fell on him was crush his legs.

But Merry thinks they're lying. No, he is SURE that they are lying, because that's just how Theoden died. Crushed beneath his horse. They were both destined to die this way.

He cursed his son the moment he decided to honor the king who was like a father to him.

There he is, having a panic attack right there while the doctor is in with Theo, like "I killed him, I killed him, I killed my son—"

(And Pippin is the one who comforts him; Pippin, the one who has nightmares sometimes about burning with his Faramir)

The Travellers all talk about Gandalf differently

Sam waxes eloquent about his fireworks

That's all he talks about

Pippin laughingly and affectionately exaggerates how cranky Gandalf always was

"Once I rode on a horse with him" "Ooooooo"

"Didn't he call you a fool of a Took?" "NO that is what he called Merry but he is always caught up in his wizardry that he sometimes forgets that Merry unfortunately isn't a Took"

(Cue the distant, insulted Brandybuck noises)

Merry is the only reliable source of information, but only if you catch him in the right mood; otherwise he'll only mention the smoke rings Gandalf would blow

Merry has a killer Gandalf impression. Chomping on the pipe and everything

Bby Bilbo gets all his Gandalf info from Merry and Sam is Very Offended

(However, Sam owns Bilbo Sr.'s book, so that earns Bilbo Jr.'s trust back)

Frodo has had it up to HERE with fireworks, so he flees with his little brother to listen to Uncle Merry

They ask about Gandalf, and Uncle Merry goes "ah yes, brilliant fellow, a real grump. gorgeous fireworks—" and Frodo about tears his own hair out

(Merry is doing this on purpose. He knows how Sam gets about the darn fireworks.)

Frodo: "We have one last option. We have to go to Uncle Pippin."

Bilbo: "Do you trust everything he says? He once said that Mr. Legolas had wings."

Bilbo: "Mr. Legolas doesn't have wings."

Frodo: "How do you know that?"

Bilbo: "I don't want to talk about it"

(Legolas loves being called Mr. Legolas, but only by little hobbits)

And then there's the one about the lullaby Sam uses for his kids, but I'm saving that for a future fanfic ;-)

CURRENT ROLL CALL

Brandybuck Kids: Theodoc (Theo/Trotter), Periadoc (Perry), Eomer (Merry?), Juniper, Madoc, Boromir (Rory), Eowyn (Wyn)

Took Kids: Faramir (Ferry), Simbelmyne (Minnie), Beregond (Berry), Sable

Bolger Kids: Athelas (Addie), Azalea (Azzie), Heather

General credits to @invisiblewashboard, @writingvalkyrie, @grondds-and-roses, and the illustrious Meg, you absolute madlasses X'-D

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ruedavis · 2 years

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𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠.

pairing: jessica riley x fem!reader

warnings: mentions of blood, strong language

song inspiration: gilded lily by cults

word count: 580

the mines. god the fucking mines. i feel as if i’ve been going in circles, the same broken wooden wall frames, the same bones scattered across the floor. im alone. i don’t even know how i got myself in this situation.

scrapped arms and legs, running from those creatures - wendigos. my mother had read me stories about them when i was a bit younger, they were known as a myth, a made-up creature, ones you only find in your nightmares, but no. they were very much real and very much trying to kill me.

i stumbled over the rubble, making my way over to unfamiliar part of the mine, water dripping and metal humming, then i make out a small figure, staggering around with ragged breathing.

“oh my god jess!” i ran over to her but before i could reach her she turns around and whacks me straight over the head with a shovel, falling to the ground - my head was throbbing.

“y/n, oh- y/n please!” whilst she sobs and makes sure that i’m okay, obviously not meaning to do it, she starts to cry into my shoulder, her weight pressing onto me, not being able to stand because of her wounds.

i held her close, trying to regain my vision, blinking fast, but made sure she knew i wasn’t mad at her. i probably would’ve done the same.

pulling away, i checked her over and she looked terrible, she was covered in blood presumably hers. her hair messed up, her lip and eye were busted. she was left shivering in a thin jacket.

“what happened to you?” she sniffles, wiping away her tears as best as she could but they kept on falling as she struggled to get her words out. before sighing and starting over.

“me and mike were messing around, i-it was- i was by the window,” the blondes words cut deep. however, i kept a poker face and listened to her talk, now was not the time for my feelings.

“then t-there was all this glass, and there was snow a-and then it was moving so fast, fuck.” i held her hand, jessica’s shivering only had gotten worse since we had started talking.

so i shrugged off the maxi winter coat from my shoulders and slipped it onto hers. her quiet protests fell upon deaf ears.

she did it up and she did we were met with a scream in the near distance, it didn’t sound human - well i can only hope it wasn’t. we both struggled around in the darkness of the mines to soon be met with bright moonlit scenery.

we quickly made our back to the cabin, as we reached the cabin and were somewhat safe with some of the others, i take in her small complexion, i could tell that she was petrified. rightly so.

sam, mike and matt spoke to each other, trying to figure where emily, ashley and chris were - trying to hatch a plan to look for them safely.

i glanced back over in jess’s direction, her injuries would for sure leave scars on her face, ones that she’d feel deeply insecure after all of this was over.

i could see it now. her complaining about her makeup looks cause of the ‘ugly scars ruining it’, she’d be blabbering on finding ways to talk herself down, but i know i.. i’ll always find her the prettiest girl in every room.

but she’ll never know that...

#jessica riley #jessica riley x reader #until dawn #until dawn x reader #jess riley #jess riley x reader #x reader #until dawn oneshot #until dawn imagine #until dawn fanfic #fanfic #fanfics #imagine #imagines #oneshot #oneshots

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doodoocumfart · 11 months

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KATHLEEN FROM TLOU SOooo true. The show was great all the characters were great and nuanced and then Kathleen comes around and they make her an unhinged emotional child killing monster. Like that's supposed to make me ponder whether or not she was right to kill all those cops.... 🤨

No FR. The show tries to make her seem like the bad guy when she’s literally right? They’re like “ur brother would’ve forgiven that guy who got him killed” and she’s like “that’s exactly why he died” AND SHES NOT WRONG??? Her revenge isn’t petty, i know henry has Sam but even he realizes he literally is allowing fedra to destroy this community. Also btw REALLY weird they made Sam younger and deaf as if to make the idea of him being killed more “evil” it feels really gross.

In the game the way the game is shown exclusively from Joel’s perspective allows us to be empathetic but also acknowledge his views on the fireflies is extremely one sided and biased and he isn’t doing the right thing. But the show goes out of its way to positively portray anyone who is even REMOTELY like Joel. And it sucks cuz some of the best episodes come out of it and yet their implications for the larger politics of the show is weird.

Why does Bill an ancap who hordes resources get a gentle off screen death? What he does is immoral but because it’s not actively “”mean”” he gets to go into that quiet good night where as Marlene and Kathleen dont??

What he did has consequences as much as Kathleen but she has to be gruesomely killed as comeuppance after a contrived scene where she doesn’t tell anyone abt the zombies just cuz???? I rlly don’t like how the show makes her randomly want to kill civilians for no reason just to make her the bad guy cuz they can’t handle the reality that anti fascism is a complicated and messy and non peaceful reality at times but it’s still right. They couldn’t handle that. So then they add the magical non violent commune to retroactively be like “see Kathleen should be more like that” as if Joel doesn’t go on to kill anyone he disagrees w anyway. Niel is a liberal centrist who openly admitted the way he writes the the fireflies comes From his own weird views on the I/P conflict and I think it explains a lot.

Kathleen couldve been a nuanced depiction of the necessary violence that comes with needing to take down fascism and what it means to be a good person who makes tough sacrifices for the greater good. Give actual legitimacy to the other side, to the fireflies decision w Ellie later, so that when Joel murders them all it gives u the same gross feeling it does in the game.

But Niel literally shat all over his co creator Bruce Straley of the game by letting HBO give him sole credit and not acknowledge, involve, or pay Bruce at all for the show? So he clearly doesn’t care abt integrity.

#tlou show #word vomit

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minimallyminnie · 11 months

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My Twst Oc!!! Skip if you don’t want to read ^^. He’s a little bitch, but I love him <33 Hope @ryker-writes doesn’t mind me using their format for my character! I just didn’t know how to format it—

You can ask questions abt him if you’d like!

His hair is dark brown and he has a strand of hair on top of his head that fades to black because of a hair dye incident with his big sister when he was younger. Purple eyes that have really heavy eye bags underneath and he wears silver glasses too.

Name: Fuyuki Amamiya

Personality: Calm, observant, reserved, flexible, hardworking, reliable, stoic, flirty (you’ll know why and how), vulgar, too tired to take crap from people anymore

How others describe him: Strange, magic-less creature, too blunt and serious, inactive, sluggish

Hobbies: playing games, sleeping, sleeping, more sleeping, working a side job at Sam’s, trying out Maestro Cafe’s newer drinks

Height: 175 cm (about 5’9)

Age: 16

Birthday: November 11th (Scorpio)

Dominant hand: Right

Pet peeves: Crowley, Grim getting both of them in trouble, someone bothering him during his naps, milk first before cereal

Favorite food: Tart Cherries

Least favorite food: Coffee.

Dorm: Ramshackle (Housewarden of Ramshackle technically.)

Grade/Class: First year transfer/Class 1-A

Best subject: Alchemy (He tells his partner to read it out for him so he can pour the pretty colored liquids in.)

Club: Pop music club!

Talent: Adapting quickly, resourcefulness, and observant

Unique magic: None

Lore:

Meet the boy who had a life crushing experience as a child

Fuyuki was born deaf with a disorder causing him to never get enough sleep. Making him very tired all the time

His parents…

His mother was like Riddle’s mom two times worse (think of how Gothel was)

Narcissistic mother who cared about her appearance no matter what she had to do

Constantly watching what her children ate, only giving them food that had less than what they needed and picking out every one of their actions

She didn’t even believe the doctors when they said he had a sleeping disorder, just chalked to up to them trying to make her look bad

Comparing his sister to him all the time, always in her shadow despite him trying his best

Anytime he would try to talk back, a hard slap would be against his face or she would gaslight him into believing she’s right not him

Got to the point where he believed everything bad was his fault

He needed to be absolutely perfect for her to be a good looking parent

His father didn’t care about him being perfect but he did care about being useful

Any time he would catch Fuyuki sleeping or dozing off on accident, he’d shake him and start yelling about how he’s never going to be a proper and useful person

And alas, he grew up with the unhealthy obsession with being perfect and being useful

Until one day, his sister had enough. Once she was 18, she took him while their parents were away in the night and never came back.

Originally, his sister and him had different names but after running away, they both changed their full names

The unfortunate hair dye incident that occurred made a small part of Fuyuki’s hair black and it never washed off so he decided to just leave it on his head

Becoming closer with his sister, he began to see a whole new world outside of what his parents showed. His sister worked and he worked a small job in a convenience store restocking. They were pretty happy trying something new each month with what they could afford

He gets to sleep when he wants to, he finally got diagnosed, he’s not being yelled at or compared to

Even at his new school, he made two friends who he got close to!

He was happy with the life he had with his sister.

…until that night where a strange black creature with blue flames run across his room.

#MinnieWrites #Twisted wonderland oc #Twst oc #Fuyuki Amamiya #Loremiya #mindlessclow

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spiderversebigbang · 10 months

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Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning:

Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Fandoms:

Marvel Cinematic Universe

The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Spider-Man - All Media Types

Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)

Relationships:

Peter Parker & Sam Wilson

James "Bucky" Barnes & Peter Parker

Clint Barton & Peter Parker

Clint Barton/Laura Barton/Natasha Romanov

Characters:

Sam Wilson (Marvel)

Tony Stark

Peter Parker

James "Bucky" Barnes

Clint Barton

Steve Rogers

Natasha Romanov (Marvel)

Thor (Marvel)

Bruce Banner

Additional Tags:

Homeless Peter Parker

Peter Parker Needs a Hug

Peter Parker Gets a Hug

Protective Sam Wilson

Protective Bucky Barnes

Protective Clint Barton

Smart Peter Parker

BAMF Peter Parker

Hurt Peter Parker

POV Sam Wilson

POV Bucky Barnes

POV Clint Barton

sam makes god tier brownies and you can fight me on this

Nerd Peter Parker

Sam Wilson is a Gift

Domestic Avengers

Protective Avengers

Identity Reveal

Spider-Man Identity Reveal

peter parker slowly realizing that people actually care about him

Not Spider-Man: No Way Home Compliant

Dead May Parker (Spider-Man)

Whump

Deaf Clint Barton

GUYS EVERYTHING WITH PETER IS PLATONIC/PARENTAL DONT BE WEIRD

SHIELD Agent Laura Barton

guys i lied sambucky have a situationship

Language: English

Summary:

When Sam found Spider-Man slumped against the dirty wall of an alleyway, he never imagined how much the vigilante's presence would affect the entire team. He couldn't find it in him to care.

When Bucky helped Spidr- Peter. When Bucky helped Peter after what had to be a traumatic event, he never thought about how much the teen could grow on him

When Clint broke into Sam's apartment at 3AM, he was just looking for blackmail. He didn't notice the younger figure in his initial scan of the apartment, but hell will freeze over before he lets Stark adopt Peter first.

TLDR: Peter gets two new uncles and a dad, but it's not who you think

*previously titled 'can we skip to the good part'*

#spider-man #spider-man fic #fic rec #signal boost #fic promo

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golbrocklovely · 1 year

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Nobody cares about Sam the way they do Colby, they can pretend to but they don’t. Thats the answer to Colby getting shitted on for any little thing while Sam sometimes does stuff to get people talking and they don’t . Sam subtweets,throws shade at times towards Colby,Kat and other influencers and no one bats an eye.They pretend they don’t see his comments and all the man has to do is delete and not answer anyone that comes at him. He talks about the most disconnected, privileged stuff, some reply and it lands on deaf ears because he doesn’t react and keeps going like no one said anything. He’s blocked people on twitter recently because they brought up his hairline and his flakiness and although those people spoke out, no one cared. Colby has proven time and time again that what people say gets to him, and the bad thing is he responds to it so that feeds the haters and fuels the fire. Its like they get a rise out of getting a reaction from him. As long he keeps feeding into it, they will use anything against him to get a reaction out if him. Its a sick game.

i have a bit of a controversial opinion about sam's fans that i'm gonna save for a later date bc highkey i don't feel like getting into it rn lol

but as for what you said, i think to some degree there are a lot of fans that see sam as this sage, older brother so they listen to him but don't actually take in what he's saying. i think a lot of that has to do with fans being younger and or less experienced in life. so they hear what he's got to say and agree with him outright bc to them he's lived more life. he's more successful and has done more than them so why not listen to him?

but then some of us older/more experienced fans look at what he says and just kinda… blink at it. like, yeah i guess what you said can be true, but that's also not how most ppl's lives work.

i also believe that sam comes across as calm, cool, and collected emotionally and generally. so fans that don't feel that way about themselves think "oh i have to listen to him bc i want to be like that myself." when in reality, sam is a workaholic, emotional mess who's scared of losing his youth but pretends to know what he's doing and constantly works to the bone bc he can't be stagnant long enough to be left alone with his emotions/thoughts.

he's good at hiding all that, for the most part. but if you read between the lines, even for a second, you see the seams falling apart.

i also think you are right about why ppl hate on colby more; colby tries his best to apologize. he interacts with those that hate him, and that in itself garners more haters. they want a reaction and they know they can get one from colby. sam, bc either a) he doesn't care enough to interact or b) doesn't think he did anything wrong, ignores those that send hate his way. he doesn't apologize, he doesn't hash it out. he just says what he wants, and if ppl hate it, he deletes it and never brings it up again. now, idk if that's any better than what colby does, but it definitely works in sam's favor. bc half of the shit colby has been called out for, sam has ALSO done. but bc he doesn't try to fix it or be apologetic, no one remembers it.

as for sam blocking fans, i wish snc would block more of them tbh. some fans go too far, regardless of if they were just trying to be playful or silly or whatever. some say mean shit, so they deserve a block. you don't get to go on a public platform, @ your favorite creators and say mean shit to them and think you can get off scot-free. you ain't besties with them. they don't KNOW YOU. so what you think is a joke just comes across as hate.

and for all the things to yell at sam for, making fun of his hairline (which is something he has made apparent is a sore spot for him) is fucked. to said fans that did that, you deserve the block.

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