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*rewatches golden kamuy*

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SakuAtsu Hurt/Comfort

It was already a bad day when Atsumu woke up. He didn't get enough sleep, he throat was hurting, and Omi wasn't there. He had slept at his own place last night, he had a dinner with his parents who were visiting so they were staying with him

He barely ate any of his breakfast, feeling nauseous as he tried and when he got to practice, he was late and forgot to bring his practice gear so he was stuck using the spare gear that was too baggy on him. The one ray of light he had was when Omi walked into the locker room

And kissed his forehead, as if he knew what was going on in Atsumus head. He stayed near Atsumu through warm up and whenever he could during practice. Atsumus breaking point was at lunch. First it started with Hinata shaking his leg as he waited for Kageyama to text him back, causing a repeating clicking on the table. Then he could hear the buzzing from the lights. And finally it was Bokuto chewing loudly on his lunch. His mouth wasnt open, but Atsumu could hear

Every chew, the swallowing. Atsumu tried to distract himself from it, tried to focus on Omi who was playing with his hair absent-mindedly. But it was all too overstimulating. The string finally snapped when someone's phone vibrated on the metal benches. "Shut up, shut up, just shut up, stop talking, stop eating, stop breathing!" The gym went to completely silent, the only constant was Omi's hand in his hair, and even that was too much for him right now. "Tsumu?" "Atsu, are you okay?" The questions just made it worse, guilt

Eating at him. He knew, he knew it wasn't their fault. They weren't doing anything. They were living their life, doing normal things. But it was too much for his brain right now. His heart was beating fast and he knew he was going to say something that would hurt them. So he just stood up, brushing Omis hand out of his hair and he stormed into the locker room, trying and failing to not slam the door behind him and he just grabbed his stuff from his locker, not bothering to change. He was gone before they got to the locker room. He wanted to throw his phone away as it blew up as he sat in the taxi to take him to his apartment. Walking would have been too stimulating and the old man driving was playing music on low, which helped him disassociate. When he got out, he thanked his driver and rushed

Into his apartment building he was hit with the sound of a kid crying and someone going through their change. Atsumu wanted to scream and cry all at once, his anxiety flaring up just as quickly as his anger. The last shred of sanity he had was used for the entire elevator ride

And walk to his apartment. When he got inside, he closed his door quietly, not bothering to turn on any lights and he closed all his blinds, making his apartment as under-stimulating as possible. He knew he'd have to apologize to the team tomorrow. He knew they didn't deserve

Him yelling at them, at leaving practice without a single word. But right now, he couldn't do that. He cried in the shower, his brain not able to shut off as the sound of the water hitting the floor reached his ears. Two hours later, when he was hiding in his room, did he hear

The lock on his apartment door turning slowly, quietly. He had calmed down by then, now he was just left with guilt and shame. "Atsu, can I come in?" Omi's voice was soft as he quietly tapped with his knuckle on Atsumus bedroom door. "Yea, you can come in"

He winced at the worried look on Omi's face. He didn't like making Omi worried, making him anything other than happy. He had his head tucked in between his knees when Omi sat down on the bed next to him and a tentative hand touching his back. Omi's hesitation made Atsumu's dam

Break open and he started crying, falling onto his side, into Omis arms. "O-omi im- I'm sorry. It- it was too much fer me. Tha sounds wouldn't stop I couldnt- I couldn't /not/ hear them." Omi knew about his Misophonia, this wasn't the first incident Atsumu had had. "I'm sorry I wish- I wish I were normal I wish my brain didn't focus on tha sounds. I'm sorry I'm s-so broken" Atsumus was crying hard when Omi tightened his grip on him, adjusting him so he could see his face. Atsumu tried to hide when he saw the pain in Omis eyes but

Omi was having none of it. "Atsumu never say you're broken ever again. Never say you're not normal. I love you, I love your brain. I love everything about you. Please my love look at me?" Atsumu made himself meet eyes with Omi, made himself see that there was someone who loved

Him. "No one is mad at you, the team, they're all worried about you. I told them what happened, I told them you didn't mean what you said. They're giving you space today but tomorrow they're going to be at practice to support you. They love you Atsumu. /i/ Love you."

Atsumu hiccuped, bringing his hand to wipe his face and he nodded when Omi repeated 'you are perfect the way you are and you are loved' That night was a quiet night for them, Omi read his book aloud, Atsumu texted the team that he was sorry and would apologize in person tomorrow

When he woke up the next day, Omi was there. It was a better day. The moment they stepped into the locker room, Atsumu's eyes widened when he saw the whole team there waiting for him "Tsum-Tsumu I'm so sorry I didn't know that chewing affected you!!" "Tsumu were not mad!!"

Bokuto and Hinata were the first the come up to him, and Atsumu bowed his head to them, causing looks of surprise. "I'm sorry guys, yesterday was a bad day and I took it out on you. I'm sorry" "Aww Tsumu it's okay!!! Omi explained your miso..misophonia to us yesterday!"

"We researched it more after he left practice. We know that we can't completely circumvent the possibility of you having another bad day, but we can try and help when it does happen, so you don't feel so alone." Meian came up and patted Atsumus shoulder and he looked up at his

Team, his family, and a watery smile was growing on his face "Tsumu don't cry!!!" He felt arms wrap around him as the team came together for a group hug around him and Atsumu couldn't help but cry more "I'm sorry guys I'm just- I'm just so overwhelmed by happiness"

"We love you Tsum-Tsum. And we're here for you!!" When they broke apart and started getting ready for practice, Omi gave him a forehead kiss and then kissed both his ears before kissing his lips softly. "You are loved and you are perfect just the way you are"

1:43am

feat. Kenma

You aren’t sure how long you’ve been laying in bed. It could be minutes, it could be hours. You should be fast asleep, but for whatever reason, your mind had been racing and unable to settle down.

Rolling over on your side, you reach out to grab your phone.

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spiderman: no way home spoilers

the way nwh has monsters and web-slinging and a bloody multiverse (and is extremely entertaining) while still being able to talk about themes that relate to our own lives is just so, so special to me.

the entire conflict of the movie, the reason all the villains + tobey + andrew came back, was because of tom's peter. for the first time, he's saving the world from his own actions.

to me, I interpret the storyline as going against the idea of 'you do good, you get good'. because tom's peter didn't get anything good out of helping everyone (besides his own validation that he did the right thing).

he actually ended up getting the opposite: losing his identity - not even his 'spider-man' identity, but his peter identity, the one that still has some shred of normalcy and grounds him in his life. and he knows what he's getting into. and he still does it anyway when he makes that decision and asks dr strange to erase everyone's memories. i think thats what it means to do good - to put value on that action over one's own personal benefit. to know that putting goodness into the world is more important than your personal comfort.

it also really shows how we take memories for granted. the fact that you can walk into a room and someone will see your face and remember the time you called your teacher 'mom' and what your favourite colour is and the hurtful things you've said. when everyone loses their memory of peter, no one can love him OR hate him. everyone just feels indifference for him.

also, the movie showed how having good intentions and trying to help people doesn't mean they're gonna be great people. it doesn't guarantee they're loyalty or kindness.

peter just helps people. it doesn't matter who the person is, or "who's responsibility it is to help" - if he is in the position to help, he will help. AND the epitaph on aunt may's gravestone that said 'help someone and you help everyone' - I think about that a lot.

AND of course andrew and tobey coming back - besides bringing back many hidden childhood memories and validating me for life, both their arcs in this movie remind me of that quote, 'be the person your younger self needed'. it encompasses everything they do in this movie. how they help peter to make the decisions they wish they'd made (and that in turn helps them heal their own wounds).

in real life, we can't give our younger selves the love they needed, but by helping other people who are in the similar situations that we were once in, I believe we heal some of our own wounds as well.

If I had a shapeshifting ability:

- I would give myself a dragon tattoo that moves around my body but mostly stays on the side of my arm. In public it would stay still and then when nobody was looking it would move just a little. When people looked at it again they would be super freaked out but wouldn’t ask anybody because they don’t want people to think they’re crazy.

- I would definitely change my eye color to something cool like purple or make them two different colors 

- I would definitely want wings. Probably like white feathered ones and I could swoop around next to an office building window when only ONE person is looking and they can be like: did you just see that guys 

- I would make myself look like a celebrity for a day just to see what it’s like 

- Give myself a metal arm like bucky barnes and edward elric and see how hard I could punch. and set off all metal detectors I go through lol

- Turn into someone dead and see how people react. If someone came up to me and asked if I were them I would act completely normal and ask them if they wanted a picture or something

- I would say I’m a celebrity impersonator agent so that if a person from a movie wanted a celebrity in a cameo role I tell them I found someone and then show up on the set looking like whoever they wanted. You want Morgan Freeman to be a witty taxi driver? I gotchu. That’ll be $20,000 please. (this one’s based on a quora response lol)

- I would turn into a pegasus and fly around at 2 in the morning maybe be the next nessie or something

- I would become a famous rockstar, then fake my death. I would let myself be sighted occasionally and let people speculate about if I died or not

- Become a mutant like in X-men and give myself any powers I wanted. What can I say, superpowers are sick.

here have a dose of serotonin

my favorite relationship is the one between humans and dandelions. in childhood we instinctively blow on its little fuzzy seed carriers. we take the role of the wind, we help the dandelions in a crucial part of their lives, and in return we get a wish and a moment of happiness. this is how nature is meant to work. we are just as unaware of our goodness as the honey bees are, pollinating the flowers 

bold of you to like little frogs but not send me ANY PICTURES of tINY LITTLE FROGS