Greer, I feel the need to point out that you chose, instead of a small bun that you could pretend was a bean for a long time, to bring into your home a large fluffy cryptid
listen, I didn't fully understand the consequences of my actions. she was, initially, quite the Bean
Okay I desperately want to know how the dynamic of looking for Tendou goes post BBAC like I'm picturing the most unnecessary drama between Semi and Shirabu
oh god this would be more of a punishment than any torture ushijima or kawanishi went through
Wakatoshi had been ready for further danger, further fighting, and even further tragedy. He has not yet come to terms with the fact that he now cares for another to this extreme, because that would involve examining his own motivations as far as Athena went.
He can’t summon anything else. Not even for Tendou.
Probably.
With every passing day, Athena grows bigger and stronger, and he concentrates on that instead of Tendou’s dwindling chances. They know very little about the Dreamlands, most of it secondhand, and all of Shirabu’s leads are coming up short. (Wakatoshi doesn’t understand how he can keep coming up with more, but he also won’t question good fortune after everything else.)
He doesn’t miss the city that tried to burn him at the proverbial stake, but he does miss the easy information that came with that many people in close quarters.
They’ve been bouncing from old magic city to old magic city, searching different goblin markets for information or a new way to break his own spell, but the going is tough. Wakatoshi can hardly go out in public, and Shirabu is skittish and surly at being visible all the time.
Wakatoshi still doesn’t know what to make of Shirabu’s friend, other than the vague thought that something else is going on between them, but at least Taichi takes orders well, offers clever insight, and doesn’t try to pick fights.
The latter is becoming more and more important.
They are in Paris when it all boils over. Somehow, Wakatoshi finds that fitting.
“I didn’t know you were a tracker now,” Shirabu finally snaps, teeth bared at Eita.
“I didn’t know you could speak French,” he deadpans back.
“Goblin markets don’t need human languages, and I don’t need to actually wander off every other day -”
“You can’t keep ditching your body,” Taichi breaks in, not looking up from his book. (He hasn’t been cooped up in various hotel rooms, abandoned cottages, or literal caves for the past few weeks, thanks to his shapeshifting.) “I understand you think this is helping, but you will die if you keep it up. Then we’ll have two to rescue.”
The last time Shirabu had gone on his strange projection/walking task, it had taken him a week and a half to return. “He’s right,” Wakatoshi adds, “we were very worried about you. You shouldn’t risk your health unduly.”
None of them point out the fact that Wakatoshi has tried all manner of blood magic - to dangerous levels - to try to undo his own magic.
And none of them point out the fact that Shirabu’s face goes scarlet at this frank admittance of caring. He’s easy to read, and not used to it. It only frustrates him to point it out. Also, what Shirabu’s face does is his own business, Wakatoshi thinks, aside from the fact that both Taichi and Eita seem to take delight in his various expressions.
“We’re not suited for this kind of vague rescue mission, but that’s part of why we’re trying it, anyway. We just need to keep patient and keep at it,” Eita replies, though he has been one of the least patient so far. Wakatoshi wonders if being in this city calms him, somehow.
“And by that, he means us, for the time being,” Taichi adds, unnecessarily. “Unless anyone else has any bright ideas for a shortcut.”
Wakatoshi feels uncomfortably like he’s talking about him, despite the fact that he hasn’t looked up from his book yet. In many ways, this sort of casual ruthlessness reminds him of Tendou; no one human or socialized like humans like Eita could think like that.
“Could you do it, if we found you another patron?” Eita asks.
Wakatoshi swallows down a sudden, heavy feeling in the back of his throat. It is close to guilt, but not quite. He thinks of Tendou, getting dragged into the portal, and he thinks of the city, in ruins, and he thinks of the way his old coven mates had so cruelly turned on him.
But he also thinks of Athena, sitting on her makeshift perch, eyeing him with as much judgment as anyone else.
“I don’t think he’d want that, after what happened the last time,” Shirabu points out. “What happens if we keep taking turns being some sort of sacrifice?”
The feeling in his throat worsens, darkens. Tendou had not been a sacrifice.
“If we needed more sacrifices for that spell of yours,” Eita says, so casually, and Wakatoshi finally realizes what that feeling is.
It’s self-loathing.
“I’m not summoning anything else for anyone else,” he says, nearly snaps, “and that includes Tendou.”
“So your bird was more important than he was?” Taichi asks without judgment. Athena chirps at him, anyway.
He can’t explain the concept of what a familiar is to a bunch of nonhumans any more than he could the first time, so Wakatoshi is left only clenching his fists in the fabric of his pants.
He will not say getting Athena back was a mistake. He cannot.
“Do you want me to apologize?” Wakatoshi asks, half confused, half angry. “I have. It’s my fault Tendou is gone. And that’s why I’m making sure I’m going to bring him back.”
He doesn’t know if he’s bringing back a matagot from the Dreamlands, or finding out where spirits go after they die, however.
seraphica said: kuroo and kenma being dumb together
seraphica said: daisuga not realizing asahi set them up holy shit
seraphica said: and they take credit for his relationship
seraphica said: did they even have ANYTHING to do with it
daichi and suga had nothing to do with asanoya being a thing, but they really think they did! and noya thinks it’s hilarious, so he doesn’t want to tell them that he definitely cornered asahi in the hallway outside the daisuga apartment and planted one on him like, three months before daichi and suga did anything.
but they make up for it by helping asahi propose, at their own wedding. so, you know. they’re not completely useless. :’)
RE: BBAC Ushijima, I feel like anyone who'd willingly sacrifice innocent spirits, summon a god, not be capable of actually controlling said god and causing other deaths does not deserve to keep the familiar he did it all for. Like if I lived in that universe I wouldn't want to kill Athena, but I sure as shit would want to at the very least make sure their bond was severed to the point he'd spend the rest of his time knowing all that shit was for nothing. I'm also kind of an asshole.
i really really like this ask, but i do have 2 points of rebuttal/thoughts for you:
1) are you going to be the one to stop him? he was arguably the strongest witch we’d seen prior to getting his familiar back, and now he has that and is deathless to boot. we’ve seen 2 cases of familiars & witches getting their bonds severed in-story, and 1 of those cases was literally death (as with yui & athena). the other involved a lot of questionable magic not even ushijima would probably touch (sakusa).
although it’d be a really interesting sort of karma if ushijima & kiyoko swapped fates and he became a precog with a severed familiar.
now i’m making myself sad thinking about what sort of familiar kiyoko would get. something soft. a bunny? a fox? a hummingbird? (clearly, a unicorn.)
2) to be entirely fair to ushijima, he was totally capable of stopping northot. in fact, he basically did twice. it was outside forces - it was the fact that he cared about something other than himself - that undid him both times. if he had let kawanishi (and daichi & suga*) die the first go around, he would have been able to successfully banish northot outright before northot ever got past tendou. if he had not been distracted/trying to save tendou the second time, then he likely could have shoved northot into the realm portal and sealed it for good. ushijima is one of only 2 characters who actually have concrete plans to handle this sort of thing, and not only that, he had multiple plans for it**.
**kiyoko probably has multiple plans. after all, she had plans in motion prior to yui popping back.
(i’m very sad to admit this, but suga was probably one of those plans.)
*if ushijima had been operating 100% on logic, he would have still intercepted northot to save suga, because the last thing he needed was northot possessing a deathless host. so i guess he had been fucked over the moment anyone else was in the scene. if it had just been him and tendou (or version 1.0 with him and kageyama), they would have pulled it off.
curiouslylazy: I feel like kuroo would own at least 3 of kenma. One in the packaging, one to actually play around with and one just in case.
“what do you mean ‘just in case?’”
“let’s hope we never have to find out, kenma. that would be a dark day, indeed.”
seraphica: sugawara koushi absolutley owns ones of both himself and pretty much everyone else and does hilarious dioramas with them
this is 100% true but the greater injustice is that i don’t have my sugawara nendoroid yet despite having pre-ordered it!!!
also i bet everyone else comments on suga’s diaramas like “that would never happen” and he’s just like, “no, it has. it happened last week. this is a detail by detail accurate depiction.”
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that one line regularly bothers me because of her immediately being like ‘thirteen going on thirty’ which diminishes the perceived age difference (let alone the real one), but is definitely only a minor quibble compared to the very real historical rewriting. But like they also act like the anne boelyn 6th finger thing was legit so it does seem fairly obvious that they weren’t exactly doing in-depth research
Okay, SPECIFICALLY ABOUT THIS, I actually don’t have a problem with the “thirteen going on thirty” line, partly because of the way it was framed by the production I saw (which was the Chicago Shakespeare Theater one). When I saw this (and theater changes based on direction, etc), you got this whole vibe of....................like. You’re supposed to be okay with it at first. You overlook it, because you’re in a pop concert vibe, you shrug and say, yeah, I’m supposed to cheer and move on. And then the song gets Progressively Worse (in a good way).
And you hit a point where you’re viscerally uncomfortable with not only what K. Howard is saying but with the framing of it. And you finish this pop concert song completely silent, unable to cheer for it, because you’re so completely uncomfortable with it and the idea that you’re meant to cheer for it. Every time I listen to this song, I remember the dead silence after the number finished when I saw it live. No applause. No cheers. Just horror. And part of that horror is because you cheered for lines like “thirteen going on thirty” at the beginning.
Seriously, you could hear a pin drop. It was........incredible. The visceral discomfort of the entire audience because of their own culpability in this narrative. Goddamn.
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Okay, but is Wei Wuxian’s favourite musical “Title of Show”?
Okay, this is a very funny ask, but you have, unfortunately, hit up someone who is Very Passionate about musical theater, so Wei Wuxian’s favorite musical is objectively Hadestown. (Perfect mix of overwrought emotionalism and politics! Just saying!)
He also unironically loves things like Phantom of the Opera and Six: The Musical and things like that.