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"You're a third year, right? Is there. . . Is there anywhere I can go that's quiet?" The cafeteria was too much right now, too much talk about his father. His stomach was twisting with anxiety and anger. Best to get away before he snapped.
perhaps,,, a small starter call?
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a happy memory
It was hard to hear the truth of everything, how he came to be. There were a lot of emotions running through Fawn all at once and he wasn't sure what he should be feeling. Most of all there was an insecurity, it seemed to outshine everything else.
"Am I. . . ?" His fingers curled into the edge of the bottom of his shirt, needing to fidget, find some kind of comfort in a motion. "Do I hurt you?" That was the best way he could think to ask something so complex.
He was a constant reminder of Toshinori's autonomy being taken away, his choice in an important matter, the horrors of what science was capable of and the evils in the world. . . what could have been a happier circumstance if he weren't responsible for the world, he he could love safely. Did it hurt to look at him and be reminded of villains and a life that would never be his?
Arms wrapped around him tightly, warm and comforting, held so gently. "No. Never." His father promised. "You're one of the best things that could have ever happened to me and the most precious thing in my life."
Tears formed in Fawn's eyes and he clung to his father, his eyes squeezed shut as the tears rolled down his face.
He meant it. He meant every word. And Fawn understood the circumstances that kept him away, but it was the effort he made to make up for that physical distance that mattered wasn't it? Always checking in at least once a day, always making time for him, always joining in on everything when he actually was there to see him. . . There was so much more. He wasn't physically there but he was far from absent.
"I love you, Fawn. I'm so proud of you." Toshi said so warmly. . .
Fawn couldn't help but to cry harder, a smile on his face despite the tears.
Insecurities were crushed so throughly-- it was a relief he was grateful for. And he was loved. Truly, wholly, unconditionally. And he knew it. He felt it in his bones. Nothing could bring back the fear and sparks of potential self-loathing for his own existence.
He had the best dad ever. No one could tell him otherwise. And his life, despite being strange, was wonderful.
He couldn't imagine feeling more warm or safe than in this moment.
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a memory you don't talk about
Fawn had been rushed to Japan immediately-- all things dropped and not even a bag packed as Falkor took him to see his father.
It. . . wasn't looking good. He'd been asked to go get something from the vending machine while the interpol officer spoke to Falkor. He was returning to ask for some yen when he heard them speaking quietly, stopping out of their line of sight and listening in.
These injuries. . . Every word brought about new horror, his mind only conjuring the most mangled image of his father rather than the truth. A sickness grew in him rapidly, looking to the door he knew his father was behind-- doctors claiming he wasn't cleared for visitors yet. Interpol officers kept staff away right now due to the sensitive nature of the situation. Damn them all.
Fawn bolted, using his size to his advantage and the surprise of a young boy charging allowing him to fling open the door and get inside.
His fatherâs unconscious body was hooked up to so many machines. Fawn's lip trembled as tears started to blur his vision. He rushed to Toshinori's side and held onto his hand, his arm, desperately clinging to him.
"Dad! Dad, please wake up! Please, please, wake up!" Fawn begged, never hearing such desperation in his life let alone coming out of him.
Security and Falkor were quick to try and get him, pulling him away as he screamed for his father, begging him to wake up and just look at him so he knew he would he okay.
"I'm here. . ." Fawn tried so weakly.
That's what he always said to people that were hurt and everything was always okay, right? If he was so much like Toshinori that had to mean it applied to him too.
"Dad, I am here!" He called before he was fully pulled from the room, still reaching for his father.
He could have sworn he heard the heart monitor beep a little stronger before his own sobbing drowned out the sounds of everything else.
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a happy memory
Fawn stared at the lunch hall with growing unease. Sure, he could probably find his dad, he could probably have lunch with him, but that might raise suspicions that. . . Well, weren't safe right now-- it wasn't as if everything was sorted out yet.
"Hey, you're Fawn, right?" Izuku asked, startling Fawn from his thoughts. A classmate, someone else in gen-ed. A strange familiarity since it was still the first day.
"Yeah," Fawn managed. Usually he was good at this-- but everything was so overwhelming, it almost felt like too much. Everything was so new and he wasn't used to any of this-- it was nothing like Australia or the schools he attended there, culture was vastly different too. . .
"Do you want to sit with me? Maybe we can find somewhere without a lot of people." Izuku was kind, looking out for him, Fawn could only nod in response at the moment.
They found a table that at least was empty on one end, sitting across from each other. Fawn brought his own from home-- a familiarity for now until the culture shock wore off and he started to feel adventurous.
"I'm surprised you remembered me." Fawn said awkwardly as he picked at his food, still too anxious to eat properly.
"Yeah, well," Izuku seemed. . . embarrassed. "Everyone else was showing off their quirks before class but you weren't, I thought that was pretty interesting." Izuku's smile seemed a little awkward, maybe even. . . Sad. "It's-- I don't have a quirk so I didn't feel left out." He admitted.
Surprise was in Fawn's eyes as he stared for a moment. A strange relief. "I thought I was the only quirkless one here." Fawn felt a real smile pull at his lips and Izuku's eyes lit up.
They were the odd ones, the only two in the school that could relate to each other in that regard. They knew they'd stick together-- they had to. It was strange though, how quickly Fawn considered the other boy a friend.
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âYouâre okay, youâre alrightâÂ
âIâll never every leave your sideâÂ
âI will stay, I will fight, with youâÂ
âIâll stay here through the darkest nightâÂ
âAll the way, I will fight with youâÂ
âHey, new friend. Iâm glad you made itâ
âAs long as you are with us, you are homeâ
âUgh, who you are again?â
âBut now youâre here weâre never gonna leave you alone!â
âWeâre all different but weâre always togetherâÂ
âWeâre kind of codependent but weâre happier this way!âÂ
âI mean, technically, sure we were at war with a ruthless horde of invading warriorsâÂ
âWe agreed not to talk about that!â
âLetâs just pretend itâs okayâ
âI promise you will never find anywhere friendlierâ
âOur magic might be silly but we love our magic waysâ
âThen why are you sitting around here doing the same old⊠same old?â
âTogether, weâll go into the unknown so say bye to the oldâ
âYouâre okay, youâre alright I;; find you there beyond the lightâÂ
âPlease watch yourselves as you goâ
âFor we are all just fragile things, soft and small and havenât been here beforeâÂ
âThe outside can harm you, reject you. But just stay close, and I will protect youâÂ
âI never feared the drums of war. I crushed the skulls and I want moreâ
âYou can all be fearless, tooâ
âYou can fight for yourselves, Youâre alright by yourselves âCause you know, only you can protect youâ
âIâve never feared the drums of war, Iâve faced down far worse things beforeâ
âYouâre okay if you stick with meâÂ
âDonât leave our sideâÂ
âYou canât escape from us, you were all made for us. Just give up, give inâÂ
âYou are ours, and we are yoursâ
âDonât think, just trustâÂ
âEyes open, breathe in just one wrong move, and weâre deadâ
âAnd if she and I donât reunite, How can I go on?âÂ
âWhat if I forget your face? What if you move on without me?â
âWhat if I take far too long and the danger comes to claim you?â
âWhat if Iâm too late To save you from your fate and you are lost forever âcause of me?âÂ
âI will find a way to make sure that youâre okayâ
âYou donât need to feel bad. When you break something of someoneâs itâs an opportunity to makeâ aâ new friend!â
âWeâ make new friends and build new friendshipsâ
âThereâs no need to be embarrassedâ
âThis damage done can be erasedâ
âWhat are you looking at? Nothing is happening here! Ignore my leaking eyes, these are frustrationâ tears!âÂ
âGiveâ me some breathingâ room, Iâm not here on displayâ
âI am keeping it all under control I swear - itâs not as bad as it appearsâÂ
âIâm just venting, Iâm not sad, I am fine!â
âIâm just feeling regrets and secret fears that are, you know, totally unrelatedâ
âIâm a soldier, and you know a worthy soldier never criesâ
âSo you wanna go home, and thatâs why youâve come to me?â
âSo you wanna just go, but you canât solve the mystery?â
âI thought you would be smarterâ
âAt the rift of the worlds I will meet youâ
âWe give not what you want - but what you needâ
âYou might just be surprised by what you needâ
âJust please say something from the heartâ
âHush now, hide, all you little onesâ
âPlease, sir. Iâm as curious can be, sirâ
âCould you stop and chat with me For a minute?â
âCan you teach me to be a smarter boy?âÂ
âIâd like to show you my collection these curios are made by handâÂ
âThey simply donât appreciate the work I doâ
âI even stole this guitar so I can play these prison bluesâ
âOh, life is a miracle, but lifeâs a little strangeâÂ
âWhen you fall from grace itâs a long way downâ
Somebody letâme entertain you! Iâm kinda the comedic holy grailâ
âI didnât wanna share this oh my gosh Iâm so embarrassedâ
âSo we had to find a way to heal, cover up the pain, with pageantry and zealâ
âI glue wigs on peopleâs heads all day. Itâs gross, but, I mean It pays the billsâ
âWho him? I donât know himâÂ
âYou can look, but you canât touch, Iâm sure you understandâ
âDang, this guyâs acting like he knows youâ
âNo, I swear that we donât, but I got nothing to proveâ
âThis girl is super fancy, she sings, she struts, she dancesâ
âIâm not cut out for this, this is not workingâÂ
âSorry, Youâll have to excuse my friend, shĐ” gets a little emotional somĐ”times, euh -Did you say your name was..?â
âI know sadness when I see it and Iâm here so you donât feel that way againâ
âI want to help the suffering beings I keep seeing everywhere this is the kindness I can shareâ
âSo, tell me what ails you, child?â
âHelp me, I think Iâm far too gone and my reflection has become an unfamiliar someoneâ
âSo close, but I think Iâm stuck in placeâ
âI donât deserve you, now that I forgot your faceâÂ
âWho is she? Sheâs the ghost of the girl I used to know, sheâs the echo Iâm chasingâ
âOh, I swore that Iâd never let her go and now the one I held so dear, my mindâs erasingâ
âI went on my own but now Iâm alone, Iâm lost and panickedâÂ
âWe are all just fragile things, soft and small and oh, I know, that life isâ fullâ of suffering andâ painâ
âAll the broken can find hopeâ in the most unexpected placesâ
âLove still finds us, family finds us even if we canât make out their facesâ
âHero of his own life, rhyme and verse and now,â heâ can talk aboutâ himself in the third personâ
âWhen I look back upon the story of my life I find Iâm not the hero - Iâm the best supporting actorâÂ
âI never found a husband or a wife, never found a thing to love, or something to go afterâ
âOkay, look, donât get weird on me with details my point is, none of us are comfortable until we are all comfortableâ
âI see youâre heading out, but need I remind you that we havenât technically said goodbye, yetâ
âSome of us have not accepted that youâre leaving and are not prepared for grievingâ
âItâs you! Itâs really you! I canât believe it! Thereâs so much I wanna sayâ
âLet me just enjoy this moment, weâre meeting in the middleâ
âItâs you! Itâs really you! Despite the changes, I would know you anywhereâ
âBut youâre still you, and all I wanna do, is hold you close againâ
â'Cause Iâve been searching for you, and I was so afraid that I would lose my place, and our memories would fade, Or youâd move on somehow, and Iâd lose my closest familyâ
âI have been searching and I knew that you were searching for meâ
âI wondered: what if I forger your face?âÂ
âWhat if you move on without me?âÂ
âWhat if I found my way back but you werenât there?â
âItâs you! Itâs really you! Feels like Iâm dreaming but now finally youâre hereâÂ
âNow that youâre near to me I promise that Iâll never let you goâ
âLove is a spark, cast into water, love is a blaze
It shines through the dark, burns ever hotter, then kills and betraysâÂ
âSometimes the only way forward means closing the doorâ
âNothing good is meant to stayâ
âSometimes the ones we love the most have the worst things to hideâ
âSometimes the monsters turn out to bĐ” those who stood there by your sidĐ”â
âNothing good is meant to stayâÂ
âThereâs a darkness on the other side that we must fight, so just stay close to meâÂ
âHush, now, and die, you little ones
Rush, now, into the middle of nowhere where the singing and laughter will dieâ
âHow foolish, canât you see? Youâve opened up the door for me!â
âI wonât ever forget that first time you held me and said: âyouâre okayâ I knew that my life was now betterâ
âYou and I will meet someday, again to fight for these worlds to be saved then we can both go on togetherâÂ
âBreaks my heart in two, the thought of leaving you now that Iâve finally found you and finally with you againâ
âNow, I am afraid, I have a purpose here and we must go our separate waysâ
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he was a little anxious. finally meeting naomasa was nerve-wracking already-- the first person his father really trusted outside of the kings guild to know the truth-- but of course a villain would pop up a few minutes before they were supposed to meet up with the man for lunch and he would have to take care of it with a promise that it wouldnât be long.
fawn waited outside the building, checking his phone, watching the live updates on the situation. this could take a while if toshi didnât use a strong attack. . . fawn shook his head and checked the doors of the building when he heard them open. the face was familiar, one heâd only really seen in pictures, and the nervousness grew. realistically he knew he shouldnât be, but. . .
âare you naomasa tsukauchi?â
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he puts his head on the desk, eyes closing for a few moments. âif it helps at all, iâm sure one of the teachers will pop in soon to check in.â theyâd be checking on izuku, sure, but they were about to be in for a surprise, werenât they?
he gave a hum as he thought. âi canât decide if it would be better or worse if itâs one of my parents.â he realized he probably got lucky that he didnât say âdadsâ as that would only complicate things and incriminate him. if his parents werenât even together yet. . . yikes. âi still have no idea how to even explain this, iâm not even in school to be a hero and this villain non-sense happens to me all the time.â he doubted he was even being targeted either.
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gods above, kestrel canât stop the way his eyes water up. finally, someone familiar in a world that was so strange. he knows heâs going to cry, and while itâs okay⊠it just feels like too much weakness in this world.
âi⊠iâm just so happy to see you.âÂ
he needs to explain and tell fawn everything, but he canât get the words out yet. itâs not quite set in that thatâs his friend, that his friend was in the wrong place too. a few tears start to fall before he can find his voice again.
âi got cursed by a dark witch. this isnât our world, or even our time.â
he was confused for a moment but opened his arms in case kestrel wanted a hug, he seemed like he needed it. but at his explanation that seemed to be correlating to his situation as well, it definitely explained what was happening.
âi think the same thing happened to me-- someone ambushed me and everything feels similar but slightly wrong. itâs weird.â he was trying to downplay it. he was scared and confused but, well, when your whole family is the way they are you put on a brave face.Â
âwe were looking for you, actually. but iâm sure theyâll figure out whatâs going on soon, we were pretty close, and theyâll get us back.â he had to hope that was the case anyway.