i tried the feudal era thing orz I’m sorry I suck it’s short orz
Writing more Bad End where MU is taken over by/gives in to Grima aka I haven’t written in a while and it shows 2013
"Grima is not our mother."
Wanted to try a small drabble of a scene of an AU my friend described to me where MU turns on Chrom last minute and Morgan, not wanting to see his mother die again, joins her.
Or perhaps she’s being controlled by Validar who managed to escape somehow? I just wanted to write this out.
"So…uh…how was UCLA?" Kise shot Kagami one of his poster-boy smiles and then glanced over at Aomine, who looked as confused as he does. The situation is too tense for either of them to figure out. They had tried breaking the ice, but found that their attempts were about as effective as their initial attempts to make Kagami discreetly realize how tense the situation was.
So I was listening to Rise Against and these lyrics happened:
I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours first,
Let’s compare scars, I’ll tell you whose
"That scar’s never going away, huh?"
Zoro scoffs but doesn’t bother making eye contact. He doesn’t need to in order to recognize the person talking. He yawns loudly. “Of course not.”
"But man, that was scary, huh? I thought you had died." Luffy takes the liberty of sitting next to the other and leaning back onto the wall like Zoro.
He snorts. “You’re one to talk, with a scar like that. I’m surprised you’re still around.”
Luffy tilts his head, confused, and crosses his arms. “But, there’s no way I’d die before meeting up with you guys. So it’s just for show.”
Zoro pauses and opens his eye to meet Luffy’s gaze. He didn’t think even Luffy fully believed his own words. That scar, like any other, was a proof of survival. If there was one thing Zoro had learned in life, it was that the more you went through, the worse wounds got.
"Liar." He relaxed onto the wall once again, folding his arms behind his head for support. "That’s a scar as nasty as mine. Nastier, even."
"I’m not hungry."
"Huh?" Kagami turned to Kuroko, annoyed. "You were the one saying you wanted to get something before going home."
Kuroko stared at the convenience store. He could almost hear the rowdy basketball players gathered in front of the store, complaining about one thing or another. Sometimes a stolen magazine that featured models with “lots to show,” other times someone could’ve sworn someone had chipped Kerosuke. Once in a while there’d be a complaint about a missing snack which really had just been in their pocket the entire time.
Kuroko walked ahead, ignoring Kagami’s frustrated groan. “I don’t like the ice cream here. It’s bitter.”
"Man, this thing gathers dust fast." Zoro held up the straw hat to the light and began patting the dust away.
"Be careful with that thing, mosshead. You’re too rough." Sanji grabbed the hat out of his hands and gently began wiping away the remaining specks.
Usopp watched as the two argued before intervening. “I thought Nami said only she should clean it because, ‘The rest of you idiots are too rough’. Why not just wait for her to get back?”
Sanji awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. Zoro did the same, huffed, then spoke.
"Luffy’d be way too impatient for that, don’t you think?"
It’s white everywhere. White and black. It’s cold and the passing breezes are harsh, sway branches around.
"You took your time getting here."
Gintoki turns around. A familiar face meets him with what felt like an everlasting smile. He ignored the warm tears brimming and threatening to spill over.
"Even as an adult, you’re still my latest student."
"I-I don’t understand…" Kirigiri gripped the wall and slowly moved in an attempt to maintain balance. "They don’t function the same as skates do…"
Naegi rolled back to Kirigiri’s side. “You have to focus on the heel. Come on, I’ll help you.”
She took his hand, feigning ignorance to the blush on her cheeks. “If you insist.”