When The Grapes

MORBILLION MORE TIMES OMG

Obsessed with Morbius Rotten Tomatoes audience reviews

BUT NOOOOOOO

You were born of a sacrilegious union. Your green dragon mom never figured the knight she seduced while masquerading as a noblewoman was a silver dragon in disguise. You’d no idea either, born a human orphan. When your dragon blood awoke, so did the dangers which all your heritage entails.

*rewatches golden kamuy*

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Love how Hamilton is just subtly slamming on New Jersey the whole time

opening a general store is the 1800s equivalent of starting a podcast

im having a mental breakdown

Neo-Sumerian granite duck weight (c. 2150 - 2000 BC).

Such a handsome boy

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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"

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